Frank and strict

Yang Juan made an appointment with him, and when He Lang came back from other places, he would show him the photos.

This matter was completely out of Yang Juan's plan.He himself was surprised that he would say such a thing in the end.But now that the words have been spoken, and he can't look back, he has no choice but to bite the bullet and go down.

When he was with He Lang, Zhuo Lan was also playing games with his headphones on, and he didn't know anything about the photo he promised to send.

Although Yang Juan agreed, he was troubled by having no clue or experience in such matters.

He thought hard all night, even in his sleep, this was what he was thinking about.It wasn't until he got up and brushed his teeth in the morning that he suddenly realized that he should buy clothes first.

So that day, on the way to the experimental building, he began to quietly observe the girl's attire.

Camisoles and shorts and short skirts are absolutely not acceptable, short sleeves and jeans are too common, and in the end there are only modest dresses.

All morning, he had been thinking about what color dress would look better.

The classmate in the laboratory told him not to answer for a long time, came over and patted him on the shoulder and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Yang Juan absent-mindedly followed his words and answered, "I want a dress..."

After he finished speaking, he realized that he raised his head nervously, and was about to blush again when he saw the inscrutable look of his classmate.

The classmate joked, "Looking for a girlfriend?"

Yang Juan couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief when he heard that, and murmured vaguely.

"I don't think you should buy a dress." The other party took out his mobile phone and looked through WeChat Moments, "Isn't it very popular to wear that, that Lolita now? Chen Jingcheng Yanyi and you are roommates, right?" He found Chen Jingcheng The photo he sent was enlarged for Yang Juan to see, "Look at the dress his girlfriend is wearing, this one is called Lolita."

Yang Juan looked down seriously.

The girl in the photo has exquisite makeup and is wearing a pink high-waisted skirt. The waistline is very thin, but the skirt is puffy and big. The skirt is printed with the pattern of the bear puppet, and the skirt is covered by layers. Trimmed with white lace and trimmed with a small white bow.

She also wore a pink pearl lace choker around her neck and a matching bow barrette in her long hair.

The neckband should be able to cover the position of Adam's apple, Yang Juan couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his throat.

The circle of friends was posted in the morning, and he was eating in the cafeteria at noon. He accidentally ran into Chen Jingcheng and his girlfriend.

The other party was still wearing the skirt in the photo, carrying a bear bag, and went to the second floor of the cafeteria hand in hand with Chen Jingcheng.

Yang Juan paused and followed.

Chen Jingcheng led his girlfriend to stand at the window to eat, turned around and saw Yang Juan coming upstairs, and greeted him warmly.

Yang Juan smiled at him, turned his eyes to his girlfriend's skirt, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Where did you buy your girlfriend's skirt?"

"She bought it online." Chen Jingcheng had no doubts about him, and thought he was going to buy it for his girlfriend, "If you want to buy it too, I'll send you the link on WeChat later."

"Okay..." Yang Juan nodded, "Thank you..."

Chen Jingcheng showed a gossiping smile, "When did you find your girlfriend? I haven't heard anyone say anything about it."

Yang Juan replied hesitantly: "Just recently..."

When he was embarrassed to say it, Chen Jingcheng waved at him and said, "We'll talk about it on WeChat when we have time, I'll go first."

Yang Juan said goodbye to him quickly: "Goodbye..."

Ten minutes later, while Yang Juan was eating in the cafeteria, Chen Jingcheng sent the link.

He copied the link to open the online store, and found the same pink dress in the store.

The details page says that you can get a neckband, hair clips and panniers when you buy a skirt, and the price is only more than 100.

Yang Juan was surprised at how cheap the price was, but he didn't suspect that something was wrong.He quickly bought the skirt.

After paying, he stroked the short curly hair on top of his head, exited the shop and searched for wigs on Taobao.

There were so many types and colors of wigs brushed out, Yang Juan didn't dare to look at them, so he chose a long black curly hair and placed an order.

The skirt was courier in the same city, and Yang Juan soon received a text message from the courier.

At that time, he was in the laboratory, and Zhuo Lan happened to be picking up a courier, so he sent a message to ask him if there was any package that needed to be picked up.

Yang Juan hesitated for a moment, but still sent him the pick-up code.

Zhuo Lan found out that he had bought the skirt behind his back, and she was really excited. In the afternoon, she rushed to the laboratory to find someone, "You promised him?"

Yang Juan pulled him into the corridor and bit his ear: "Hmm..."

"Did you buy the wig?" Zhuo Lan's tone was faintly excited.

The more the other party was like this, the more embarrassed Yang Juan became, and his voice softened: "I bought it..."

Zhuo Lan snapped her fingers in satisfaction, hooked his shoulders and coaxed, "Let me make up for you then."

Yang Juan lowered his head slightly, and stretched out his hands to adjust his glasses with an uncomfortable expression, "Oh..."

Following his movements, Zhuo Lan's gaze landed on his black-framed glasses, and then slowly narrowed his eyes, "Your framed glasses are not good, you have to change them."

Yang Juan was stunned, "What?"

"Invisible..." Zhuo Lan smiled meaningfully.

If you want to change it, Zhuo Lan will take him to the optician's shop in the afternoon and have the contact lenses fitted.

Yang Juan wore contact lenses for two years when he was an undergraduate. After studying in graduate school, he stayed up late for longer. He was worried that contact lenses would be bad for his eyes, so he stopped wearing them.

On the afternoon when he received the wig, Yang Juan didn't go to the laboratory, and Zhuo Lan didn't go out either.The two stayed in the dormitory to fiddle with women's clothing and make-up.

Yang Juan's height is not considered very tall among boys, and the skirt can be worn in the largest size.

When he came out of the toilet after changing his clothes, the heat on his face never dropped.

Knowing that he felt ashamed in his heart, Zhuo Lan didn't let him look in the mirror, and pulled him to sit down at his desk, "Have you washed your face yet?"

"Washed..." Yang Juan said.

Zhuo Lan picked up the bottles and jars she had placed on the table, and applied them layer by layer on his face.After finishing the pre-makeup skin care, he opened his cosmetic bag and began to apply makeup to Yang Juan.

Yang Juan obediently sat on the chair and let him play with it.

After putting on makeup, Zhuo Lan helped him put on the wig and accessories.The air bangs on the wig just cover his eyebrows, and the pink pearl lace neckband perfectly surrounds the Adam's apple on his neck.

After finishing all this, he re-examined Yang Juan's face. He still felt that something was missing, so he turned around and took out two rubber bands from his cosmetic bag.

After a while, he pulled the drowsy Yang Juan out of the chair, pushed him to his full-length mirror, and motioned Yang Juan to look in the mirror by himself.

Yang Juan widened his eyes nervously, but his vision was blurry.

Only then did he realize that he was not wearing glasses, so he spent a few more minutes putting the contact lenses on with unskilled technique.

The sight became clear in an instant, and the girl's fair and clean face in the mirror came into view——

Yang Juan's heart jumped with fright, and he suddenly leaned back.

After regaining his composure, he froze his body and neck, quietly glanced in the mirror with his peripheral vision.

A cute and playful girl stood in the mirror.

The long curly hair is tied into two fluffy braids, and a huge bow is clipped crookedly on the left side of the hair. The thick eyelashes are painted black and curled up, and the eyes are painted with pink peach blossom eye makeup. There are also sparkling sequins attached.The contours of the face were deliberately softened, the lips were smeared red and moist, the cheeks with blush were slightly red, and there were a few cute round freckles on them.

She was wearing a pink tutu with a teddy bear pattern, with a neckline just below the collarbone.The skirt was as long as the knees, and the two legs exposed were straight and well-proportioned, and it was not obvious that they were boys' legs.

Yang Juan blinked his eyes, and his tone was full of doubts: "This is me?"

"My makeup skills are good, right?" Zhuo Lan approached with a smile on her face, raised her arms to hug him affectionately, "This is called freckle makeup, isn't it cute?"

Yang Juan looked at the person in the mirror and murmured: "Hmm..."

"Sure enough, it's more interesting to put makeup on real people than pinching their faces in games." Zhuo Lan sighed contentedly, and then raised his fair-skinned arms to look, "Although it's not as hairy as girls, but it's also Not so much as to require hair removal."

He picked up his mobile phone to take pictures of his most perfect works.After taking the solo photos, they hugged Yang Juan's shoulders unsatisfactorily, and took many couple photos together.

Yang Juan looked at the camera nervously the whole time.

After all the photos were taken, Yang Juan couldn't wait to ask, "Can I wash my face and take off my clothes?"

"No!" Zhuo Lan hurriedly stopped him, and pointed to the unpacked bottles and jars on his desk, "Do you know how much these are?"

Yang Juan showed him a confused expression.

Zhuo Lan resisted the urge to reach out and rub him, and said with a serious expression: "The cosmetics I used on your face add up to thousands, do you have the heart to wash it off now?"

Yang Juan felt a slight sense of guilt in his heart, and temporarily put down the idea of ​​washing his face.

Zhuo Lan sent him the original single photo, but Yang Juan sent it to He Lang without making any adjustments.

The profile picture of the other party was black, and it was not clear whether it was invisible or offline. Yang Juan waited for two seconds, but without waiting for any response, he planned to log out from QQ.

The next second, the phone rang the unique ringtone when the video call was initiated.

Yang Juan was so frightened that he froze in place, Zhuo Lan rushed over to hang up the video for him in time, and then guessed and analyzed: "Maybe I want to see if you have edited the picture."

Not long after the video hung up, the other party didn't even bother to write, and sent a voice directly.

He Lang's voice was low, and he asked with a little urgency, "Honey, can I make a video?"

Yang Juan turned his head and looked at Zhuo Lan at a loss.

Zhuo Lan walked over to help him turn on the computer and the voice changer, "Please tell him to wait."

Yang Juan replied as Zhuo Lan said.

He Lang replied in one word: "Okay..."

Zhuo Lan helped him board the QQ trumpet, pulled him over and pushed him into a chair to sit down.From this angle, Zhuo Lan's desk full of cosmetics and skin care products happened to be behind Yang Juan. No one would suspect that this was the boy's dormitory.

Yang Juan looked up at him hesitantly, "Do you really want to pick it up?"

"Why didn't you pick it up?" Zhuo Lan raised his foot and walked away, "You haven't removed your makeup or changed your clothes now, which just reassures him of his doubts. And..." Zhuo Lan raised the point, "Don't you want to see it, wolf What does Xing Zhenren look like?"

Yang Juan was moved by his last words.

When He Lang sent another video invitation, Yang Juan silently connected.

He looked at the computer with a slightly tense expression, the sound of his beating heart pounding heavily, and his brain fell into a short blank.

The video images loaded clearly and quickly.

When his eyes touched his face, Yang Juan was caught off guard.

He Lang shouted with burning eyes: "My wife..."

Yang Juan came back to his senses, closed his mouth tightly and didn't answer, and looked away with his face flushed.

He Lang stared at him with deep eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

Damn, his wife is so pure.

The author says:

Fixed the contact lens bug