Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 1939: Different aesthetics!

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"Little dumb, don't worry, 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 supreme power and is the king of all of our half-orcs, and he can spoil any woman at will. "Huang Xiong is still a little worried.

"It is also my honor to be favored by the Son of God." Feng Xingying casually made up an excuse for a fan, and Huang Xiong looked sad.

I made an appointment with Huang Xiong to see him at the old place tomorrow, when he took her to choose the maid, Feng Xingying said goodbye, disappeared like a mystery, and fled back to her Li Huangjian space.

She doesn't even have a place to live outside, so I might as well go back to the space to sleep.

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

"I really don't understand, you women are vanity. I heard that the son is the future king, and I heard that the son is handsome, and all the women in the city come to run for the election, crying and crying to be his maid. Huang Xiong vomited: "Hurry up and put your tail away. Just like other women, learn to put on some makeup."

Feng Xingying didn't want to stand up to her current tail and become a human being, so she hurried to keep up.

It's just that after looking around, Feng Xingying was a little discouraged again.

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

Looking at the women around me learning how to look like a big shaman on their faces, painting various patterns and colorful patterns, it is basically playing with their faces as a palette.

There is a picture of a bird on this side, a bush of flowers on the other side, and a picture of a colorful spider, which is terrifying and hideous.

"Can you not draw it?" Feng Xingying was almost startled crying by their exaggeration.

"Isn't this beautiful? Our orcs are a race close to nature, and our faces should have the colors of nature." Huang Xiong also said to Feng Xingying with envy:

"That's my sister Huang Dora. Her face is painted on the flying lion man, the ancestor of our lion race. Isn't it pretty."

"..." Feng Xingying didn't want to say, the good girl's face was swayed, and it didn't feel beautiful!

Different aesthetics, how to communicate?

Seeing Huang Xiong say hello to Huang Dora, Huang Dora boldly took a brush and a palette, and wanted to give Feng Xingying makeup.

"Do I have to paint? I don't have such a natural beauty as Dora." Feng Xingying was helpless.

"Girls love beauty. Didn't your elders of the snake-human race teach you? Make-up is required for formal occasions."

But what kind of makeup do you paint!

Feng Xingying thought for a while, he still had to enter the country as he did, and could only grit his teeth: "I paint by myself!"

I saw Feng Xingying facing the bright spar mirror, holding that brush, and chose the rich black color, then the big red and blue. The colors used are quite exaggerated!

Feng Xingying also took the risk. She couldn't accept the painting of flowers, birds, insects and beasts on her face, so she simply learned how to play Peking opera in the previous life and drew a rich facial makeup on her face.

Huang Duola looked at Feng Xingying's face curiously: "You paint so ugly, why do you paint so messy?"

"..." This is the quintessence of the country! Where is it ugly? You tell me clearly.

Feng Xingying didn't talk nonsense with Huang Duola, anyway, her face had turned into this, and it was difficult to change. Huang Xiong and Huang Duola, two Lion people brothers and sisters, could only express regret.

"You said you were pretty good-looking. As long as you paint beautiful patterns like me, you might be attracted by the holy child. Why don't you get the hang of it."