I'm just sorry for plagiarism

Father Xia is ready to clean up the dormitory for Li Xia.

My daughter is so lazy, generally speaking, the dormitory should not be very clean.

However, the facts were indeed as he expected.

After more than a year of torture, the rented apartment has become like a pig's nest.

If he hadn't been arrogant enough to buy the right to use it for two full years at one go, when the landlord came to collect the rent, he would have ordered Li Xia to check out long ago when he saw how his little nest had been tossed like that.

It's just that these things are all what happened in the apartment.

As for the dormitory, Li Xia doesn't live there very often, so it's not so messy.

Except for Huang Yuanyuan who occasionally put some cosmetics on the desk, there were not many messy paper scraps around.

Father Xia walked in and planned to take off his shoes, but Li Xia stared at him and dared not.

This move is really old-fashioned.

Looking around the dormitory now, seeing the bottles of cosmetics, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

"These are all yours?"

"No, it belongs to my roommate."

Father Xia nodded, and then pinched his chin in a gossiping manner. His actions and expressions did not look like the important vice president of Blue Sky Media at all.

"Tsk tsk, it's quite rich. There should be a lot of opposite sexes like your roommate's little boyfriend who is an older brother, right?"

Coincidentally, at this time, the door of the bathroom was pushed open by a person, and Huang Yuanyuan came out without taking a bath or wearing a bath towel. It happened that she had just washed her hair, and her hair was wet. She looked at Lixia: "What's wrong, Lixia, you are back ? The sound of the water was a bit loud just now, I didn't hear you knocking on the door, sorry."

Father Xia coughed violently.

It's like a thief who was caught.

Huang Yuanyuan glanced twice, and couldn't help frowning again: "Who is this sloppy old man?"

Li Xia scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's...my dad."

Huang Yuanyuan's eyes widened suddenly, but she started to feel embarrassed...

"Sorry, sorry...I was joking. Uncle Li, don't worry about it."

Father Xia felt a little helpless: "Well, my surname is Xia."

Well, because of Lixia's inexplicable name, when I went to a parent-teacher meeting, I was often complained by my parents.

It's just that in recent years, children's grades have risen, and the eyes of those parents looking at them have gradually brought awe and envy, but few people make fun of them anymore.

"Then what's the matter?" Papa Xia sighed after waving his gaze away, but he became curious.

Visually, my daughter is well-off, so she doesn't need any help from this old man, right?

Financial assistance?Or background support?

It seems that the eldest daughter's achievements are now higher than her own. As a father, he should not be able to help much.

What exactly is it?

Li Xia smiled, with a mysterious expression, but he winked at Huang Yuanyuan.

The other party reacted immediately, and cleared up some small empty seats on the table that was crowded with cosmetics.

By the way, he took the semicircle in the bathroom.

Maybe the owner was still washing his hair in the bathroom just now, and there was still a little steam on the edge of the mirror, which was hazy and not very clear.

Huang Yuanyuan smiled, and gently wiped it clean with a paper towel.

Then put it in the center of the table.

Not surprisingly, Father Xia's slightly handsome old face appeared.

"What are you doing?" Dad Xia became more and more confused as he watched.

"Don't ask, just sit down quickly." Li Xia didn't bother to pay attention to him, and pushed it to the dressing table, and then Huang Yuanyuan came over knowingly, and scribbled on the face of Xia's father.

I used some moisturizing products to moisturize the skin first, and then applied a layer of foundation, which made my dark face look much whiter and tenderer.

Li Xia smiled, and fumbled out an unopened digital packaging bag from the corner.

Inside lay a brand new DVD camcorder impressively.

"It's still easy to use this kind of fool's automatic."

"That is to say, the previous one was too troublesome, and I didn't even know how to turn it on."

Looking at the happy smiles of the two little girls as if they had discovered a treasure, Father Xia was so confused that he couldn't figure out the situation even more.

What do these two people want to do?

Chapter 34 34, in front of the camera

make up.

This is a skill that most grown-up girls are familiar with.

You may need to put on some light makeup when going out. When attending a relatively grand party or queuing up, there are many girls who will paint their faces to show grandeur.

There are also many types, slightly representative, such as light makeup, heavy makeup, life makeup, and even non-mainstream smoky makeup.There is also a kind of transparent cult that gradually developed in later generations, that is, although the foundation and eye shadow applied are extra thick, you can use some special makeup techniques to make it look to outsiders as if you just applied some light makeup. And very confusing.

In all fairness, boys' judgments on girls' appearance are mostly straight-male.

That is, no matter how good-looking you are, as long as you can see traces of makeup, there will always be someone who doesn't know what to say.

"Take off your makeup and then talk, maybe you don't know anyone."

Well, although there are many examples of removing makeup and changing hair, the absolute majority of girls are unable to achieve such superb skills. Besides, even if this technique is really popular, you have to draw it every time you go out. How tiring is that for an hour or two?

At least Lixia can't do this level.

Her understanding of makeup is only at the point where she spits out a little lipstick and it's done.

Even if he went out and pressed the road with Lao Wang before, on the surface, there were some traces of light makeup on his face.

In fact, it was just that she patted her face with warm water, so there was a tinge of blush on the fair skin.

Well, people with good skin are like this, they can't help it, they can't stand it.

During the days when they lived together, Huang Yuanyuan was envious of this.

Said that her skin is good, her thighs are white, etc...

Now this envy has shifted from Li Xia to Father Xia.

Let's talk about it.

To be able to give birth to a daughter with such a finely carved and delicate face as Lixia, her parents' genes must be similar.

And it does.

The queen mother will not say much, a flower outside the village, although this description is a bit old-fashioned, but when Lixia was not born, around 9596, Yecheng was indeed not much different from a small backward village .

As for Father Xia.

At any rate, there is a common saying that daughters follow their fathers. Just by looking at such a sentence, it is impossible for Xia's father to look too ugly.

It's just that lately staying up late and being busy with work has made the slovenly old man look even more sloppy.

His hair is much greasy. Although the beard has been trimmed, the blue stubble is too blinking. It is obvious that the owner doesn't like to be particular about it. He gets up every morning, hastily dealt with it, and then goes out casually.

At first, Huang Yuanyuan didn't care much about helping Father Xia apply high-gloss powder to make her skin whiter. Although it looked a little scary on weekdays, this level of skin would not look so dark and yellow under the light.

As a result, with the application of foundation, the dark yellow and thin skin was covered up, and the slovenly old man in Larry looked a lot more handsome immediately.

"This is..." Huang Yuanyuan stared blankly, subconsciously feeling a little surprised.

"What's the matter?" The eldest lady cocked her legs in boredom, stuffing the food in her mouth, and she didn't know where she got the broad bean snacks. It was obviously not sold by the canteen inside the school. the kind of cheap stuff.Imported packaging, with a love letter written by a boy on it.

In the past few days, Huang Yuanyuan, like Cheng Qiqi last year, was exhausted from running around for the monthly exams, the classroom was empty, but she had never heard any noise from the management committee of the dormitory.

There are more places to run, and the contact with the opposite sex will be much more than during the time when I was nestled in school. I have come and gone, even received a lot of confession letters.

The one that Li Xia was eating was one of them.

Huang Yuanyuan didn't speak, she stared at the face with her pupils slightly closed, and asked softly after a while.

"beginning of summer?"

"Ok?"

"Do you mind if I give your dad a massage?"

Li Xia's eyes widened immediately.

Cough, there is no way.

When faced with the word massage, boys always tend to associate it with some kind of unhealthy health care exercise, and Lixia's expression suddenly became colorful.

Thinking it was Li Xia who disagreed, the little art student immediately became anxious: "Soon! I won't waste your time!"

"Okay..." Li Xia wondered why this girl was so nervous all of a sudden, but still agreed.

Anyway, there is no class in the evening, after the mobilization meeting, the time in the evening will be arranged for self-study, even if you don’t go to class, it doesn’t matter much, the exam will be in two days, even if you really do something outrageous, the class teacher will Encourage you with a smile until the end of autumn.

The subsequent operations were quite cumbersome for Lixia, but Huang Yuanyuan did it quite handily.

After removing her makeup, washing her face and hair, and blowing her hair with a hair dryer, Huang Yuanyuan finished Xia Dae's makeup again.

Father Xia was overwhelmed by this set of words and flow of water, and he couldn't understand why this girl hated her at first, so why did she suddenly change her personality and be so courteous?

"Don't move your hands." Just as she was about to scratch her head, Huang Yuanyuan stared.

Holding a few brushes in her slender hands, the little art student painted on Father Xia's forehead with bright eyes.

After finishing makeup, it took more than an hour of effort.

Huang Yuanyuan is considered a veteran, but the details are cumbersome, and the whole process will take a lot of effort.

At this moment, Li Xia had already dozed off on the chair next to him, and was gently pushed by Huang Yuanyuan, but the corner of his mouth was drooling uncontrollably.

"When are you going to have dinner?"

"What else are you going to have for dinner?" The little literary and art student smiled, pointing his fingers there, "With such a handsome guy here, I'm already full. Are you afraid you'll be hungry?"

"What the hell?" Li Xia dazedly looked along the position of his fingers with those sleepy eyes, but was also frightened into a shrewdness.

"What the hell, are you, Yamazaki Kento?"

Indeed, Father Xia has a good foundation. Although he had put on weight before, after going through the company reform, the burden on his shoulders has become heavier, and his body has become thinner under the tremendous pressure.

In addition, Lao Xia's facial features are already three-dimensional, and with the collocation of various sorcerers, the shadows have a miraculous effect, making Xia's father, who was originally slightly handsome, faintly reveal a kind of illusion of a middle-aged Yamazaki sage .

The hair was also pinched by the little art student with an ironing board. Although it is a one-time curly hair, the kind that will be blown away when you go out, but the shape at this moment is indeed very beautiful.

The eyes are a little deep, full of accumulated traces of time.

That touch of vicissitudes and exhaustion is not at all the artistic conception that contemporary peers can interpret.

It can even be said that it has a lot more charm than those little fresh meat stars in China...

The eldest lady herself was shocked.

This, this, this old man who cleaned up so much, does he look so much like himself in the previous life?

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Yamazaki Kento, whose hairline was shifted, sat on the chair like this, looking quite restrained.

"Okay? You asked me to come here for this matter?"

He intertwined his thumbs, turned them away once and for all, and gave a dry cough.

I always felt that the little girl looked at me with hot eyes, which made me feel uncomfortable. I didn't understand who it was and what it meant.

What is this for?

He was a little uncomfortable sitting, and just as he wanted to get up, Huang Yuanyuan, who was still fiddling with the props, stopped him.

"Don't don't, this is just the beginning, and then I have to ask you to help make a film."

"Film? What kind of film." Father Xia was puzzled.

But Li Xia smiled, followed Huang Yuanyuan to pack up the cosmetics, and then took the newly bought camera.

"Where did you get it? It's quite high-end." Dad Xia, with sharp eyes, looked at the brand-new logo and said immediately.