Silly roe deer and beautiful fat man

After getting off the boat and going ashore, Reba carried the balloon rope and walked side by side with Luhan. From time to time, he brought the balloon to the boy to frighten him. The two three-year-olds even had a lot of fun playing this little trick.

After walking for a while, Brother Chao, who was following behind them, overtook them at some point. Reba looked at Brother Chao's back, and the bad water in his stomach flooded uncontrollably again.

"I really want to pop Brother Chao's balloon!"

Lu Han glanced at the girl, and curled his mouth: "Why do you like to scare Brother Chao so much!"

"No! Compared to Brother Chao, I prefer..." Reba turned his gaze to the boy, squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows at him, "Scaring you!"

Lu Han looked away, secretly swallowed his saliva.

this sentence...

There are some tricks...

"Let's rock paper scissors, the loser will pinch Brother Chao's balloon!" Reba touched Luhan's elbow, and when he mentioned pranks, he felt a little excitement in his heart.

Lu Han curled his lips and nodded: "Come on."

"rock-paper-scissors!"

The girl's scissors hands stretched out along with the spoken voice. She looked at the boy's raised fist and couldn't help frowning: "Why do you always throw stones!"

She remembered that in the first phase of the Chaoge yoga ball, the boys also released stones.

Lu Han grinned happily when he heard the words: "Because you always produce scissors!"

"..."

Although the rock-paper-scissors lost, it didn't affect Reba's persistence in making pranks.

The girl watched secretly from behind, took advantage of Brother Chao's speech, rushed behind him quickly, squeezed and burst two balloons, then ran back to Luhan and gave him a high-five, the whole set of movements was coherent and coherent.

Brother Chao looked at the two children who were grinning mischievously, and shrunk his neck helplessly: "You broke my wings!"

After setting up the set for the prop group, the director began to announce the rules of the game for the new session: "Boys should put on makeup for your partner first!"

The new game reasonably aroused the protest of many female guests, but the rules are the rules, the boys said no, but they went over honestly and took back the makeup album.

Luhan opened the album and flipped through a few pages, and couldn't help but let out a "huh?"

The girl in the pictorial is dressed in ancient pink clothes, with a bright smile and bright eyes. They are obviously the same person, but there are some inexplicable differences.

The other groups had already decided on their makeup, Reba saw that Lu Han was staring at the album in a daze, so he stepped forward curiously to look at it.

"Oh my god!" Reba's first reaction was to reach out his hand to cover his eyes when he touched himself in the album.

Lu Han's reaction was also extremely fast, and he took the lead to dodge with the album before the girl reached out.

Reba held the balloon and raised his hands above his head, feeling inexplicably ashamed: "You! Choose quickly!"

Luhan took a step back and unfolded the album, revealing the page of the girl's pictorial: "I choose..."

"No! No, no, no! No, no, no, no! Oh, no!" Reba stamped his feet anxiously, his bewildered voice sounded a bit coquettish to the boy's ears.

Lu Han watched her reaction and laughed, and decided not to tease her anymore, he casually turned a page backwards, and tapped his fingertips on the album: "Just this one!"

"Really..." The girl didn't feel so awkward when she saw the photos in the album, but she couldn't help but worry again, "This is so difficult! Can you do it?"

Lu Han straightened his neck, and replied decisively: "Of course! Just do it!"

However, the facts have proved that makeup, a technical job, is really unfriendly beyond imagination to the self-confident hand-disabled stars.

Luhan held the girl's forehead with one hand, held the eyeliner in the other, and pointed at the corner of the girl's eyes but didn't know how to do it.

The boy's fingertips lightly rested on his forehead, the girl felt a little cramped because of the close distance, Reba's eyes turned left and right, for fear that the boy would see his uneasiness if the eyes met.

However, the boy who is so focused on makeup doesn't know the girl's careful thoughts at all. Lu Han thought for a moment before solemnly writing the pen, and the liquid eyeliner drew a long black line at the end of the girl's clean eyes.

It should be drawn like this, right?

Lu Han hesitated so much, he flicked his wrist when finishing the pen, and the straight line directly turned into a wavy line.

The boy licked the corner of his mouth, picked up the pen, and while making amends for the small mistake just now, he justly shirked the responsibility: "Your eyes...can you...don't keep turning back and forth, I'm a little nervous."

"It's not me..." Reba opened his mouth, then closed it again, feeling a bit bitter and unable to speak.

I don't want to turn, but if I don't turn... I'm also nervous...

There was no way, Reba had no choice but to lower his eyes cooperatively, staring at his feet.

However, "being" put on makeup is definitely a hundred times more boring than putting on makeup. The sea breeze gently blows on the body, and Reba sits in the sun. After a while, sleepiness comes quietly.

She couldn't help yawning, looked up at the boy and asked, "How long will you be drawing..."

"I've just started!" The boy has an eyeshadow palette in one hand and an eyeshadow brush in the other, and there is a clear tendency to paint more and more vigorously. "Are you bored?"

"En..." Reba replied lazily, arched his back, and closed his eyes.

Lu Han looked at her and laughed, holding the handle of the brush between his fingers, he poked her forehead with his index finger: "Don't sleep! You still have to teach me how to do makeup!"

Reba opened his eyes a little, and pursed his mouth: "I think you are self-taught..."

"It can't work without you."

Some people said it casually, but others listened to it, and their hearts trembled, and they instantly woke up.

Reba pursed his lower lip, sat up straight on the chair, and fanned his face with his hand.

"Are you hot?" The boy asked casually when he saw this.

"Ah?" Reba put down his hand in a daze, and swallowed, "No...not hot..."

"If you're bored, you can take a look at the scenery!"

"Look at my God..." The boy leaned down suddenly, and before the girl could react, the soft brush was gently attached to the eyelids, forcing her to close her eyes.

"Look at the sea..." The sound of the crashing waves in my ears ebbed and flowed, and the boy's voice was mixed with it, as soft as if it was about to be washed away by the sea.

"Or look at me."

The author has something to say: I must write a fake danmei!It's the kind, I don't set a CP, you go to the team yourself, and if you stand in the wrong team, you will want to kill me, the kind of text with a mouthful of glass shards and a mouthful of sugar!

I'm going to drive now!Come back in October!Is anyone watching?

Have you misunderstood something? I’m talking about my pseudo-danmei October fill-in, not this article. I’ll finish writing the fourth issue of this article before leaving.

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Pseudo-Ban Mei anyone watching :)