【Kuan Xin】Snake and Venom

Tailor Tian runs a cloth shop, not only selling cloth, but also ready-made dresses sewn by his own daughter-in-law.

One night, two distinguished guests came to his shop. They asked for six skirts, but the sizes were different. The two distinguished guests had only one request for the skirts. can take.

Tailor Tian looked at the size list in his hand, and he could understand the first five sizes, but when it came to the last one, he was stunned. The waistline of the skirt almost caught up with a big man.

But he didn't say it. After all, he had a business, so he couldn't stop doing it. He nodded and bowed to invite the two distinguished guests to sit down, and then went to help them prepare dresses.

After a long while, the dress was ready. The two honored guests picked it up and looked at it roughly. They looked at each other silently and nodded in satisfaction. After one of the honored guests asked the price, he paid without hesitation.

Tailor Tian smiled brightly. He has been in business for so long, and has never met a customer who does not bargain. He cheerfully sent the two distinguished guests out, and immediately turned back into the room: "Daughter-in-law! We made a lot of money today!"

The two distinguished guests went out, and one of the cuter girls asked, "Sister Zhao, shall we go back to the inn now?"

Zhao Jian shook her head: "To dress up as a woman, dresses are not enough, and you have to buy some hair accessories."

The two distinguished guests are Zhao Jian and Xiao Jing who were sent by Yuan Zhongxin to buy dresses.

With the clues in front of his eyes, Yuan Zhongxin had a hard time ignoring them, but he was really worried about the two girls going in alone, so he had to come up with such a way to disguise himself as a woman.

Back at the inn, Zhao Jian and Xiao Jing piled up a bunch of things they bought on the wooden table.

The four boys sat neatly on the long wooden chair, staring dumbfounded at the dazzling things on the table, Yuan Zhongxin asked in disbelief: "I just asked you to buy skirts, why are there so many messy things?" Son?"

Zhao Jian: "You're such a mess—do you think you can't be seen as a boy after you put on a skirt? What about your hair? What about accessories? What about rouge and powder?"

Wei Yanei reached out and touched those wigs, with a bitter look on his face: "No way, we still have to wear wigs?"

"If you enter Tiangefang with such short hair, you will be a ghost if you don't get caught!" Zhao Jian said angrily.

Xiaojing took out the bag containing the skirt and distributed the skirts to the four of them one by one.

Yuan Zhongxin's was a light blue gauze skirt, Wang Kuan's was a brown brocade dress, Wei Yanei's was a long skirt with blue floral prints, and Xue Ying's was a loose and plain white skirt.

The dress is good-looking, but at this moment, they really don't have the heart to appreciate it.

The four of them looked gloomy, looking at the skirt in their hands without saying a word, and sighed long.

Zhao Jian wanted to laugh, but she held back and said solemnly: "Okay, don't worry about it, go and change your skirt, let's go back early."

Among the skirts of the four, Dudu Yuan Zhongxin's gauze skirt is the most complicated. It is very light in texture and has many gauze ribbons that need to be tied. The other three have already changed it, and they have laughed enough. Yuan Zhongxin still hasn't come out.

From time to time, a roar came from the room: "Damn! Why is this dress so difficult to wear!"

Wang Kuan looked at Zhao Jian and Xiao Jing who were busy helping Wei Yanei and Xue Ying put on wigs, sighed in his heart, got up and knocked on Yuan Zhongxin's door: "Yuan Zhongxin, are you okay? "

The answer to Wang Kuan was a burst of confusion.

Wang Kuan was impatient, and pushed the door open at once, but the next moment, his body froze, and his footsteps were firmly fixed outside the threshold.

Yuan Zhongxin, who was tripped by the gauze skirt, kept crying out for pain, tearing his teeth and grinning, completely unaware that his back was completely exposed to the air at this time.He raised his eyes and saw Wang Kuan standing outside the door in a daze. He had already changed into the brown dress: "Have you changed? It looks pretty good."

Wang Kuan was in a trance for a moment. He took a deep breath quietly, clenched his fists, walked into the room, turned and closed the door, and helped Yuan Zhongxin who had fallen to the ground, but his eyes were flying everywhere. Just didn't dare to look at him at all.

Yuan Zhongxin rubbed his elbow that hit the corner of the table, and said sadly: "Why is it so troublesome to wear a skirt? It's too difficult to be a girl!"

Wang Kuan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes slowly shifted to Yuan Zhongxin, and he stretched out his hand to lift up the gauze hanging in the air and looked at it. His throat was inexplicably tight, and his voice was faintly difficult: "Your skirt... ...Wrong, this is the cuff, this is the gauze belt around the waist."

Yuan Zhongxin raised his hand and looked: "Well, is it?" Then he wanted to tear off the skirt, but Wang Kuan held his hand down.

Wang Kuan sighed secretly, and helped Yuan Zhongxin withdraw his hand from the wrong opening: "If you pull directly like this, the skirt will be torn."

Under Wang Kuan's guidance, Yuan Zhongxin put on the skirt again with a vague understanding, but this time he didn't tear the skirt to pieces.

The skirt was put on, but there was a dazzling gauze hanging from his waist. Wang Kuan asked Yuan Zhongxin to stand up straight, bent down slightly, tied the girdle for him, wrapped the excess gauze around the back of his waist, and tied it Tie a beautiful knot, then squat down again, and carefully arrange the hem of the skirt.

Yuan Zhongxin's gauze skirt only looks loose, but in fact, if worn on the body, it will show the waist very much.Yuan Zhongxin's figure was naturally slender and slender. At this time, he put on a gauze skirt, which perfectly outlined his figure. Wang Kuan's waist actually gave Wang Kuan a feeling that he couldn't grasp it.

Wang Kuan closed his eyes heavily, his face was inexplicably hot, and his throat became more and more dry. He picked up a cup of herbal tea on the table and drank it down. The cold tea flowed down his throat into his heart, and Wang Kuan finally returned to normal slowly.

Now that the skirt was finished, Yuan Zhongxin naturally wanted to go out to find Zhao Jian and the others to help him put on the wig. He was about to push the door out when Wang Kuan behind him suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist tightly.

Yuan Zhongxin turned to look at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Wang Kuan looked deeply at Yuan Zhongxin, the light in his eyes dimmed, and he said calmly, "You wait here." Then, without waiting for Yuan Zhongxin to speak, he lifted his foot and left the room.

Yuan Zhongxin shrugged, sat on the chair again and waited, just about to pick up the water cup to drink tea, but found that the cup was empty, he was strange in his heart, didn't he finish the cup of tea just now?

A moment later, Wang Kuan re-entered the room with a bunch of wigs and several boxes of rouge and gouache in his hands. He put the things in his hands on the table and fiddled with them carefully.

Yuan Zhongxin reached out and touched the rouge box: "Wang Kuan, do you still know female makeup?"

Wang Kuan didn't speak, but nodded, he would, just watched Zhao Jian and the others taught themselves.He motioned Yuan Zhongxin to sit facing the mirror, picked up a long hair in his hand, and gently placed it on Yuan Zhongxin's head, then freed up one hand, picked up a hairpin to fix it, and picked up another hairpin The pearl hairpin is inserted into the wig.

Yuan Zhongxin looked at himself in the mirror in surprise, and squinted his eyes. It seemed that he was not ugly, but pretty.

Wang Kuan carefully looked at Yuan Zhongxin in the mirror. In fact, his skin was so fair that he didn't need to apply these rouge and gouache at all. Say, "Close your eyes."

Yuan Zhongxin closed his eyes obediently, and in the next second, he felt a warm and gentle touch on his cheeks. He tilted his head back unaccustomedly, but was fixed by one hand, unable to move .

"Don't move, it's almost done."

Wang Kuan supported Yuan Zhongxin's head with one hand, and evenly wiped the bright red from his fingertips on Yuan Zhongxin's eyelids with the other hand. On her delicate face, there was a domineering look in her eyes that she didn't even realize.

Yuan Zhongxin closed his eyes, his senses were extremely sensitive, he tilted his head in doubt: "Wang Kuan, are you alright?"

Wang Kuan regained his senses, looked away, and slowly moved away from Yuan Zhongxin: "Okay, open your eyes."

Yuan Zhongxin just opened his eyes, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect my women's clothes to be quite good-looking."

Wang Kuan lowered his eyes and smiled: "It's really pretty."

Yuan Zhongxin turned to look at Wang Kuan: "Where's your wig?"

Wang Kuan picked up another wig on the table, fiddled with it a few times in front of the mirror, then fixed it with a hairpin, inserted a Zhu hairpin that matched Yuan Zhongxin, and put it on effortlessly. wig.

Yuan Zhongxin smacked his lips, raised his eyebrows and said, "You are not bad, but you are not as good looking as me."

The corner of Wang Kuan's mouth twitched, he nodded and admitted: "Yes, you look the best." He had just seen Wei Yanei and Xue Ying outside the house, it took Zhao Jian and Xiaojing a lot of effort to turn the two big men into such appearances. It took a lot of work, but even so, it still couldn't compare to Yuan Zhongxin who didn't use too much powder.

The heaven and the earth are carved into one color.

Yuan Zhongxin stretched out his hands to comb the hair hanging from his temples, grabbed both skirts and was about to walk out of the room.

Wang Kuan stared at his graceful back, his eyes sank, and he said suddenly: "Zhong Xin."

"Ok?"

"Go into Tiangefang later, don't stay too far away from me."

Yuan Zhongxin asked puzzledly, "Why?"

"I'd be worried."

I'm worried that you will be spotted.