Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

Although there are tools, Lin Hanzhi doesn't use them much. Most of them use the ring finger of his right hand to lightly brush the opponent's face, foundation, brow highlight, nose highlight, cheek shadow, lip gloss...

Lin Hanzhi laughed suddenly, and brushed it with his hand, not understanding why Murong Feng's eyebrows suddenly stood up.

"Where is it uncomfortable?"

Murong Feng opened his eyes angrily, and he came back to his senses. Lin Hanzhi said that his face was flat, and immediately became angry. Seeing that Lin Hanzhi wanted to put on lip gloss, he took advantage of it, and waved it off: "I'm not a fucking woman, what are you doing!"

"..." Lin Hanzhi paused, then stooped to pick up the lipstick that had just been unpacked without temper.

He didn't understand what he was doing and suddenly became angry. After thinking for a while, he explained softly: "This is a very good men's lipstick. It just arrived today, and this is the only one. I will give you this time as an apology gift."

He said and pulled up the lid, "It's very simple, just apply it a few times along the lip lines before going to bed, you won't feel anything, but the lip color will be very moisturizing, and you will feel in good condition the next day."

Huh?Murong Feng squinted at the light green mint lipstick, was this for him?So I didn't know what kind of vehicle I made, and from the height of [-] feet, I landed on the ground again.

Lin Hanzhi leaned against the tool table in front of the mirror, leaned forward slightly, and breathed a little on Murong Feng's face. Murong Feng half-squinted and looked at the small piece of white that he casually exposed because of the wide cuffs. Thin forearms, further up, two straight collarbones, and a pointed chin and light-colored lips...

"Okay," Lin Hanzhi's voice interrupted Murong Feng's thoughts that were spreading to colorful places.

"Mr. Murong, please see what else you are not satisfied with."

While talking, Lin Hanzhi turned on the lights around the mirror, then went to the window and closed the curtains with a bang, and then turned off the other lights in the room.

"This kind of lighting is almost the effect on the stage tonight."

Murong Feng looked at himself in the mirror.

He has always been very confident in his appearance, but he still froze for a moment, his eyebrows and eyes have not changed at all, and there is no trace of makeup on his face, but under such lighting, he really feels very heroic and energetic.

The lipstick Lin Hanzhi used was matte, and it couldn't be seen after application, but the lip color immediately plumped up.

"..." Even though Murong Feng is such a picky person, he had to admit that there was really nothing to pick about with this makeup, so he curled his lips unwillingly.

"By the way, are you going in this suit?"

"Ah."

Standing in front of Murong Feng, Lin Hanzhi tilted his head to look at it, then suddenly turned his head and squatted down, and found a new brown checked handkerchief from the small cabinet.

Fold it twice and put it in Murong Feng's chest pocket.

The handkerchiefs were fine, but even finer were not expensive items.

Seeing Murong Feng raise his eyebrows, Lin Hanzhi explained with a smile: "This year is a retro style, so the elements of aristocratic dress are applicable."

"……Uneven."

Obviously there was nothing wrong with it, but Lin Hanzhi still regarded it as uneven and tidied it carefully.

"Okay." He raised his head and smiled, finally finished.

Murong Feng suddenly thought at that moment, this is very similar to the fact that the husband is going to a meeting and the wife is caring for him.

From the moment he saw this man's face clearly, he always wanted to take advantage of it. He couldn't get enough of the thoughts in his mind and always wanted to use his hands and feet. in my arms.

"... Mr. Murong, your time is almost up." After a little instinctive resistance, Lin Hanzhi calmly said to Murong Feng, although he has always been satisfied with his international standard height of 1.7 meters [-], he is still short of Murong Feng Half the head, and no one's parents are as strong, I guess even if I want to fight, I can't fight.

"... Let me let you go today."

Murong Feng somehow hugged and let go of the man, turned his head and left.

Lin Hanzhi was afraid that he would look back, so he sent him downstairs very attentively, with a friendly smile on his face, sent him to the door of Yaya, watched him get into the car, and watched the car go away.

Oh mental illness!

But what happened to his hug just now.

It doesn't matter if they are all men, but Murong Feng is well-known in the circle for being eclectic.

Thinking about it carefully, it's nothing, maybe it's just that he hugged himself because he thought about it in his heart. Everyone knows that Murong Feng is young, probably four or five years younger than himself, and he has a crush on him. Most people are always around 20 years old.

So, don't worry too much.

It's just mental illness.

But I can’t sleep anymore, my fingers are soaked in water and dry and aching, um, pack up and go back early, there are few people in the subway now...

When Lin Hanzhi went back to pack his things and came down again, many regular customers greeted him.

"Han Zhi, why are you leaving early even if you are the boss!"

Lin Hanzhi smiled and raised his hand, "Go to the hospital to get some medicine! Otherwise, when will it be better?"

His hands were a bit miserable at the moment. They were originally dark red blood blisters, but the epidermis was blistered and blown by a hair dryer. Now it was dry, and the whitish skin stuck to his fingers, and it hurt to look at it.

Now everyone feels a little sympathy for him, but those who come to Yaya are either rich or noble, and they can more or less meet in the circle of Murong Feng. As for the young master of Murong's family, they all know that even if they are slandering behind their backs , is absolutely impossible.

If he really offends, it will be difficult to deal with, Murong Feng is not a person who repays hatred with kindness.

But he also has the capital of being selfish and frivolous, not to mention the Murong family behind him, even his own ability, except for his character, can make people give thumbs up.

So those who accosted him could only shake their heads and sigh, and couldn't even say a word about injustice.

"Hehe, it's nothing serious, it will be over soon, can I give you a new hairstyle then?" Lin Hanzhi said with a smile to the person who spoke to him.

He also understands that this is the way things are, and if he can't stand firmly, he can't expect anyone to come to help him.

That person was also happy when he said that. Lin Hanzhi's styling can be regarded as a sky-high price, so generally people who come to him have to make an appointment in advance. It's a very popular way.

"Hey, Han Zhi, you still bring your computer with you to and from get off work."

"Um, it's poisoned, I won't kill it, so I brought it back and asked them to clean it up, but they didn't have time to talk to me today, so I took it back and used it for a day, let's talk about it tomorrow."

A slow person never thinks that he is slow, so Lin Hanzhi never thinks there is anything wrong with him walking and chatting all the way slowly.

It was exactly three o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Hanzhi closed the door from the elegant outside, and a loud and neat "Goodbye, boss!" came from inside.

"Laughing at people again!" Lin Hanzhi grumbled with a smile, turned and walked towards the subway station.

There were still very few people on the subway at this time, but there were no seats. Lin Hanzhi stood beside the railing, holding on with the three uninjured fingers of his left hand, which seemed safe.

Because of the cool weather in the morning, the short windbreaker was draped over his arm, and he was holding a computer in one hand and riding the subway. He didn't look like a stylist, but a bit like a young and promising office worker.