Dressed as the favorite of the three villain brothers

"Wait." Bo Zhixun stepped forward, pulled up the long strap with his slender fingers, and under Cen Nanqi's incredulous gaze, weaved a wooden vine-like knot with the strap.

"Look, isn't this much better?" Bo Zhixun looked at the girl's dumbfounded look with amused smile and said with a smile.

Cen Nanqi lowered his head and looked, Emma, ​​now this belt is a perfect match with this dress, it is not obtrusive at all, it turns out that her previous knowledge was shallow.

A famous designer from a certain country: That's right, it's because you don't know the goods! !

"Wow, third brother is really amazing!!" Cen Nanqi raised his head and gave Bo Zhixun a thumbs up with a bright smile.

"What are you discussing?" A gentle and smiling voice sounded from the side.

At some point, Bo Lianye had come to Bo Zhixun's side.

The smile on Cen Nanqi's face faded a little, and even Bo Zhixun's aura around him became a little colder.

"Good morning, second brother." Cen Nanqi smiled professionally.

"Just good morning." There was a proper smile on the corner of Bo Lianye's mouth, just like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

If Cen Nanqi hadn't held the script in his hand, he would have been deceived.

"It's just that this outfit looks good." Bo Lianye looked up and down, his eyes resting on the knot that Bo Zhixun just made.

"However, it's just that the hairstyle is a little messy." Bo Lianye smiled softly.

Messy wool, this is called messy beauty, what do you know! !

Cen Nanqi howled silently in his heart.

Bo Zhixun next to him frowned.

"Can I fix your hair?" Bo Lianye bent down and approached Cen Nanqi with an overly gentle face.

"I can prick her." Bo Zhixun, who had been silent by the side, stood in front of Cen Nanqi and said coldly.

His eyes looked directly at Bo Lianye's, with a hint of warning.

"Why are you nervous, it's just my sister." Bo Lianye smiled pervertedly, turned his head away from Bo Zhixun, turned to look at Cen Nanqi and said, "I often help little actors in dramas to tie their hair, and my skills are pretty good."

"I don't know if my brother has the honor to help you just tie your hair?"

Cen Nanqi glanced at the two of them, touched the hair tie on his wrist, and tied a ponytail casually.

Bo Lianye's handsome face froze, only Bo Zhixun's eyes showed a smile.

"It seems that brother doesn't have this honor." Bo Lianye's voice paused, and then he said casually, "I only said yesterday that we are a family, but today I just saw outsiders like this."

Cen Nanqi: "..."

She finally understands what it means to ride a tiger.

Cen Nanqi raised his hand to grab the hair tie, and with a stiff smile, he passed the hair tie in front of Bo Lianye, holding back the feeling of wanting to beat someone, and said, "Second Brother, I'm here."

Bo Lianye took the hair tie from the girl's hand, and smiled at Bo Zhixun inexplicably.

"Just, I need to borrow your dressing table."

Bo Lianye still nodded gently to Cen Nanqi.

"Please." Cen Nanqi turned and walked into the room, and sat down in front of the dressing table.

Standing behind the girl, Bo Lianye gathered the girl's long hair with both hands, picked up the comb on the table and combed it.

The girl's hair was very long, but it was a little messy from sleeping, but after combing it, it was unbelievably smooth, and it seemed to have the fragrance of shampoo.

Bo Lianye felt his whole body relieved a bit. I don't know if it was his illusion, but he found that staying with Cen Nanqi would be very comfortable.

but…

I heard people say that the little cry bag was stimulated by love?

Bo Lianye's eyes slowly raised to the girl in the mirror, full of raw gelatin, especially when there is no trace of makeup, the little crying bag looks quite good-looking, at least among the actors who have worked with him, there is no little crying bag that looks good .

And when the little crying bag was not sprayed with those rich and vulgar perfumes, it seemed to still have a little sweetness of milk.

Sitting in front of the mirror, Cen Nanqi felt a little sleepy again.

Brother, can you make it faster! !

Originally, Cen Nanqi admired Bo Lianye's jade-like slender fingers running through her hair at first.

I don't know if it's because she has seen too many handsome guys since she came to this world, and she feels a little sleepy just looking at them.

Bo Zhixun next to him looked so serious that he couldn't be more serious. At this moment, he was seriously writing down Bo Lianye's movements, and his fingers on the right side of his thigh moved slightly, as if he was trying to understand some difficult problem.

After Bo Lianye looked at the girl in front of the mirror and closed her eyes, when she was picking up accessories, she turned her hand and took away the cinnamon dog Cen Nanqi put on the table, and replaced it with another cinnamon dog in the blind spot of Bo Zhixun's perspective. , picked up the jewelry and gently put it on the girl's head, and the replacement cinnamon dog was already in the pocket.

"Okay." A voice as gentle as a breeze heard the three words "liberation" in Cen Nanqi's ears.

Cen Nanqi suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight.

I saw that someone had braided a cumbersome hairstyle on the head, and decorated it with several head accessories. The combination of ancient and modern hairstyles made her feel like a young lady.

Cen Nanqi was a little surprised, she thought that Bo Lianye would just tie a few ponytails or braids, but she didn't expect him to do it, and it looked pretty good.

Looking at the little girl's surprised expression, Bo Zhixun's eyes darkened. He should have learned it just now. Later, he will buy some dolls online to practice.

"Do you like it?" Bo Lianye gently smoothed her broken hair.

"I like it, second brother, you can apply for a hair stylist with your skills." Cen Nanqi really likes a hairstyle and is not stingy about boasting. He raised his hand and stroked the back of the hair.

Sigh, why are all the villains so powerful, there is no harm if there is no comparison, she is like a little trash waiting to die.

"Really? Thank you for your support." Bo Lianye smiled gently and looked at the girl looking in the mirror, but there was not much warmth in her eyes.

Bo Zhixun, who was listening to the conversation beside her, pursed her lips.

The three of them shared breakfast together seemingly friendly.

At the whole dining table, Cen Nanqi ate the happiest food. After all, no matter how troublesome he was, he couldn't starve himself. He should eat and drink.

After breakfast, Cen Nanqi was supervised by Bo Zhixun to study.

And Bo Lianye arranged a press conference today, but was called by his manager.

At this time, Cen Nanqi was lying on top of the 53 she kicked off last night, with a look of lovelessness.

"You guys have a basic test on Monday, review it carefully." Bo Zhixun patted the girl's head, and went to the other side with her mobile phone to study her hairstyle.

Cen Nanqi: "..."

I have such a nice haircut today, don’t let me go out, let me review?

It's okay, I love writing questions, and I love writing questions so much.

After Cen Nanqi finished hypnotizing himself, he opened the familiar 53.

After writing two questions, she suddenly remembered something, secretly took out her mobile phone and clicked on the memo. Sure enough, she forgot to bring delicious food to Lulu and the others last time she promised.

So Cen Nanqi sent out a big red envelope in the group.