Of course, if it weren't to make him hate her, why would she go through all this trouble?
But... what does that cheerful, amused expression on his face mean?
Disgusted to the point of...laughing?
She asked hesitantly, "Do you like it when other people wear makeup?"
Perhaps thinking of certain scenes, Yuwen Sheng subconsciously frowned slightly, but quickly smoothed his brow and replied, "I don't like it."
Zheng Quchi cheered inwardly.
dislike?
That's right!
In reality, those strong perfumes, balms, and cosmetics, once piled on one person, do not smell pleasant to those with a sensitive sense of smell; on the contrary, they may even be considered overpowering.
Yuwen Sheng, accustomed to the bloody battlefield and the cold, gritty atmosphere, found it extremely unappealing to touch perfumes and cosmetics. In the past, when women came to see him fully made up, they were all fragrant, but without exception, they all ended up defeated.
But this also made Yuwen Sheng realize that girls always seem to like to fuss over these useless and tedious things.
Liu Fengmian once criticized him for being unromantic, saying that as the saying goes, "A scholar will die for those who cause chaos, and a woman will adorn herself for those who appreciate her," and told him to put aside his prejudices and appreciate the beauty under her splendid makeup.
At the time, it didn't concern him, so he didn't take those words seriously and didn't pay any attention to them.
But when it came to Zheng Quchi, he felt it was perfectly reasonable.
She is a woman too, and naturally she also has a heart that loves beauty and dressing up.
But with her personality, she can splurge a fortune on things she's passionate about, but she's also very stingy and reluctant to part with a penny on small things.
Flour? Chinese vegetables?
Which woman would use these things to wipe her face and put on her mouth?
He thought that since other wives had these things, and his wife was unwilling to buy them, he would fill the gap for her.
The next day, Zheng Quchi successfully acquired a pile of expensive rouge and powder and several sets of exquisite and beautiful dresses.
She was completely confused.
Didn't you say you didn't like it?
Why send a gift if you clearly don't like it?
Is he planning to torture himself, or is he just saying one thing and meaning another?
Should she continue, or find another way?
Yuwen Sheng, you little devil, what on earth is going on in your head? Has anyone figured it out and written a guidebook to teach you?
Based on her trust in Wang Zebang's character, she felt that he wouldn't deliberately lie to her, but why didn't the results meet her expectations?
Is it possible that, in order to save money, she made do with applying flour as face powder and vegetable juice as lip balm, without achieving her goal of becoming more beautiful?
Indeed, Zheng Quchi had a vague suspicion in his heart.
The fact that Yuwen Sheng was able to pass through a hundred "flowers" and ultimately fall into her hands could not possibly be because she was beautiful; it could only be because she was dark-skinned and ugly.
She's well-informed and has heard of people with a fetish for ugly things; Yuwen Sheng might be one of them.
After all, he neither liked elaborately made-up beauties nor liked people smiling at him. Not only was he eccentric and perverse, but his quirks were also unusual.
The best way to deal with this kind of person is to make yourself as beautiful as possible.
She would like anything he didn't like.
As soon as it was light, she got up, changed into a pale yellow embroidered dress, and began to put on makeup.
Zheng Quchi is a modern soul. During her university years, she and her roommates chased trends together. In particular, she had a close friend who often worked part-time as a print model.
She doesn't allow her friends to go out with her without makeup. She has personally taught Zheng Quchi various makeup tips, so she is naturally not a novice when it comes to makeup and dressing up.
She used to be sloppy because she didn't have the means, but now that she has the means, she naturally has to take good care of herself and see how much potential her face has.
When Yuwen Sheng got up, he saw Zheng Quchi sitting at the table. Hearing the noise, she put down Qingdai and turned to smile at him.
Outside the window, the soft morning light shone on her smooth, fair face, highlighting her bright eyes and white teeth. Her light-colored pupils, bathed in the light, resembled a rising golden sun, radiant and dazzling.
"Yuwen Sheng".
She called his name.
The girl's smile was captivating; her soft lips smiled, her eyes smiled, and even her deep dimple seemed to smile, bright and full, as radiant as spring blossoms.
This scene, like an oil painting, has been etched into his heart and mind ever since, taking root there. Even as the years pass and the image fades and grows old, it will never disappear.
After a moment of stunned silence, his expression calm, his lips pressed into a straight line: "What are you doing?"
Is it pretty?
"You're planning to wear this to the camp with me?"
They agreed to go to the camp together today, and he arranged for her to be parachuted into his artisan group.
See? See? I knew they were unhappy and upset.
Zheng Quchi stood up, spoke softly, and turned her wrist to show him: "Yes, I am your wife, so naturally I cannot be impolite in front of others. Besides, wasn't this outfit provided by you?"
She had just looked in the cheap bronze mirror she had bought herself, and her reflection wasn't very clear; she only saw slightly distorted features. But she was confident in her craftsmanship.
Yuwen Sheng's dark eyes shone like a deep vortex: "Ask me again what you said at the beginning."
At the beginning?
"...Is it pretty?"
Is this the sentence?
"It's not good-looking." He smiled, beautiful and alluring.
Zheng Quchi: "..."
Sure enough, he's blind; he's obsessed with ugliness.
She went out in that ridiculously expensive dress and makeup. She dared to say that, apart from the difference in skin tone, neck and face, she was definitely the most beautiful girl in their river village. How could he say she wasn't pretty?
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