Chapter 1939

"Don't worry, Xiao Ya. I'll take you tomorrow. But, if the son takes a fancy to you, you have to serve the son.

My father said that the son has the supreme right, is the king of all our orcs, can spoil any woman at will Huang Xiong is still a little worried.

"It's also my honor to be favored by the son." Feng Xingying casually made up an excuse for being a fan, and Huang Xiong felt sorry.

He made an appointment with Huang Xiong to see her at the same place tomorrow. At that time, he took her to choose a maid. Feng Xingying said goodbye, disappeared mysteriously and fled back to her Lihuang sword space.

She doesn't even have a place to live outside. It's better to go back to space to sleep.

Early the next morning, Feng Xingying was still dressed as an upper body person and a lower body snake, wagging her big tail, waiting for Huang Xiong to take her to the maid election.

"I really don't understand that you women are vanity. It's said that Shengzi is the king of the future and that Shengzi is handsome. All the women in the city come to the election and cry to be his maid." Huang Xiong Tucao: "you can quickly put up your tail, like other women, learn to make complaints about it."

Feng Xingying doesn't want to be a man with his present tail, so he can keep up.

However, looking around, Feng Xingying was a little frustrated.

She doesn't want to paint this kind of makeup!

Looking at the faces of the women around them, learning from the big shamans, drawing various patterns and colorful patterns, is to play with the face as a palette.

There is a bird painted here, there is a flower bush, there is a colorful spider painted, ferocious.

"Can we not draw?" Feng Xingying was scared to cry by their exaggerated appearance.

"Isn't that nice? We orcs are close to nature. We should have the color of nature on our faces. " Huang Xiong also said to Feng Xingying with an envious face:

"that's my sister, Huang Dora. Her face is painted with the picture of Feitian lion, the ancestor of our lions. Beautiful. "

“……” Feng Xingying doesn't want to say that a good girl has a big face. It's not beautiful!

How to communicate with different aesthetic standards?

Seeing Huang Xiong say hello to Huang Dora, Huang Dora boldly holds a brush and a palette to make up for Feng Xingying.

"Do you have to draw? I'm not as beautiful as Dora. " Feng Xingying is helpless.

"Girls love beauty. Haven't your ancestors taught you that? On formal occasions, make-up first. "

But what make-up do you call that!

Feng Xingying thought about it. He had to do as the Romans do. He could only grit his teeth: "I draw by myself!"

I saw Feng Xingying in front of the bright crystal mirror, holding the brush, he chose the rich black, then the big red, blue, the color used, quite exaggerated!

Feng Xingying is also free. She can't accept painting flowers, birds, insects and beasts on her face, so she just learns the way of Peking Opera in previous generations and draws a thick and colorful facial makeup on her face.

Huang Dora also looked at Feng Xingying's face curiously: "you are so ugly. Why are you so messy?"

“……” This is the quintessence of Chinese culture! What's ugly? You make it clear to me.

Feng Xingying doesn't talk to Huang Dora. Anyway, her face has turned into this. It's hard to change it. Huang Xiong and Huang Dora, two brothers and sisters of the lion clan, can only regret.

"You said that you were very good-looking. As long as you draw some beautiful patterns like me, maybe you will be liked by Shengzi. Why don't you have an idea. "

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