If you can't speak, don't speak!

What does it mean to comb a woman's hair often? She and Yun Ting have only been married for a few months, so who did she comb her hair before? Isn't this explicitly provocative?

Lin Mumu really wanted to beat up Ma's sister-in-law, but people were full of smiles, and after praising Yunting's good craftsmanship, they praised Lin Mumu for being smart.

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Lin Mumu was unhappy and had to endure it first.

Yun Ting really braided a very complicated scorpion braid for Lin Mumu, also known as a centipede braid, which is a delicate braid with feet all over his head, like a scorpion crawling on his head.

This kind of braided hair with ancient costumes does have an ancient charm.

"What a beautiful hair, put on some makeup, Xiaolan, come and put on makeup for Comrade Xiaolin." Sister-in-law Ma was tossing here.

"No, I haven't even put on makeup." Lin Mumu awkwardly refused, turned his head to Yun Ting for help, and Yun Ting was gone.

Yun Ting didn't want to be entangled by this woman, so he went aside after combing Lin Mumu's hair.

There are no clouds, and Sister-in-law Ma is a lotus flower with a bright tongue, and the trees are dizzy when she says a few words.

"Comrade Kobayashi, you see which of the performances in the army don't wear makeup, even the men wear makeup. The performance is lit by lights, and if you don't wear makeup, you'll be like a miserable white ghost, how unlucky.

The little girl just wants to be greased and powdered, how beautiful. Quickly put on more rouge and rub lipstick, yes, this big red one looks the best, and it matches her clothes. ”

Then Lin Mumu was inexplicably painted with a big face.

Lin Mumu also thought that makeup was a necessary procedure for the performance, and she wouldn't do it anyway. As soon as her heart was crossed, she tossed with them.

But after tossing and looking at the mirror, Lin Mumu almost didn't cry.

Panda eyes, monkey ass face, vampire mouth.

Such a goblin makeup, it's too scary.

"It's good-looking, it's so good-looking, the little girl wants to be like this, dressed up beautifully." Sister-in-law Ma said enthusiastically, "Okay, it's your time to play." ”

“……”

Lin Mumu cried and cried, she looked like a ghost, and she was given a red silk gown and the same red as the bride. Coming to play?

"What are you doing in a daze, your family is waiting for you." Sister-in-law Ma pushed Lin Mumu again.

Lin Mumu was definitely chasing ducks to the shelves, and was forcibly pushed onto the field by several military wives.

Only then did she remember that she was here to play the flute and cover her mouth with her sister-in-law, so no one should see it, right?

Before her flute sounded, there was a guqin sound, which was the same as the song she chose - the Chinese classic "Liang Zhu".

Lin Mumu was stunned for a moment, only to find that there was a man in black on the same stage with her, who was talking about the guqin elegantly.

When men talk about the guqin, the style of painting is particularly beautiful, and Lin Mumu once saw her master play it once.

Her gaze fell on the other party's hand again. The slender fingers, the slightly raised powerful joints, and the bronzed complexion are all so familiar.

Is it Yunting?!

How could he play with her.

At this time, Lin Mumu also forgot the terrible makeup on his face, and subconsciously picked up the bamboo flute and played it to the rhythm of the clouds.

In the first half of the play, halfway through, Lin Mumu took the bamboo flute as a prop and began to sing ancient songs.

Her original plan was to sing a cappella, but now, with the accompaniment of Yunting's guqin, it is not a complete cappella.

The sound of the forest trees is very refreshing, and there is a kind of tranquility and beauty that brings people back to the mountains and rivers. Some of the little warriors wept when they heard this, they were homesick.