The new book of the burning prairie star

Yang Biao looked at Yang Bowen and felt that his bone structure was quite suitable for playing a woman. Apart from being a little tall, there was nothing wrong with him.

"Brother Biao, why are you staring at me?" Yang Bowen felt creepy when he was stared at by him and had a bad premonition, "You don't want to..." Before he could finish his words, he looked around and wanted to leave.

"Catch Bowen quickly." When Yang Biao shouted, everyone knew that the chosen one who dressed up as a woman was Yang Bowen. Everyone surrounded Bowen with laughter, "Hey, Bowen, I never dared to dream that you are suitable to dress up as a woman."

"Indeed, Bowen has a small face, but it's dark. Can he fool Zhao Si?" Yang Dongsheng played with everyone for a long time before he remembered the key issue. Everyone can see that Yang Bowen is a man.

"That's why I have to put on makeup. You guys stay with Bowen and don't let him run away. Wait for me to come back." Yang Biao left the room with the dormitory bunk bed and went outside to buy cosmetics.

Yang Bowen would not run away. He was sitting on the big bunk bed. Just as Yang Dongsheng said, as long as you have eyes, you can tell that he is a man. No matter how much makeup he puts on, it will be useless. What is there to be afraid of?

Yang Biao didn't let everyone wait too long. He walked in with a lot of bags in his hands, "Give him a bath first, then bring him over to put on makeup."

"Okay," everyone ignored Yang Bowen's struggles and forced him into the bathtub and helped him wash his body. "Use this to apply perfume on him," Yang Biao handed them the scented soap they had just bought.

"Use a towel to dry the water off his hair," everyone was so excited that they came forward to help, and it was more lively than a vegetable market. The innkeeper came to the door and wanted to ask them to lower their voices so as not to disturb other guests in the inn, but when he saw a group of teenagers at the door, he swallowed his warning and left silently.

"Wow, Bowen, this is a pink dress, hahaha!" Everyone couldn't hold back their laughter, and they all laughed loudly. Only Yang Bowen had a gloomy face, "Put it on quickly, put it on quickly, put it on Bowen, and see what it looks like."

The head of the village couldn't help laughing, "Bo Wen, you have to smile. Come on, smile for Grandpa. Come on, smile."

"Bowen's hair is almost dry," Yang Xiaoyong called Yang Biao, "What else do you need us to do?"

"Just watch." Yang Biao also sat on the big bunk and put makeup on Yang Bowen in front of her. As a modern professional woman, knowing how to put on makeup is the most basic skill. So even in ancient times, when there were no lipsticks and concealers, and people could only rely on rouge and powder, Yang Biao said she had no pressure at all.

"Okay, everyone come and take a look." As soon as Yang Biao finished speaking, a group of young people immediately surrounded him.

"Wow, you really look like a woman," everyone exclaimed, "This is amazing, Bowen, when did you become so white?"

"Let me touch it," Yang Dongsheng touched Bowen's chest, which was hard. "This will be exposed. Women's breasts are not that hard." He immediately found the flaw.

"Yeah, that's right. I'll ask my mother to sew something soft for Bowen when I get home and bring it over tomorrow." Yang Biao was very satisfied with his makeup skills, which had always been so great.

"So where should we go now to guard Zhao Si?" Yang Dongsheng felt that everything was ready now, except for finding Zhao Si.

"Yes, where do the thugs usually operate?" Yang Xiaoyong also felt that this was a difficult problem.

"I've been asking about Zhao Si at the dock these days. He likes to join in the fun. Let's look for him where there are many people." Yang Biao has been selling cold noodles at the dock these days, and was asking about where Zhao Si had caused trouble before. He likes to pretend to be cultured, so he could try the Calligraphy and Painting Street.

"Well, then everyone should rest early today. Brother Biao, go home." The village head saw that it was getting dark. "Brother Biao, drive carefully. It doesn't matter if you drive slowly. You must get home safely."

"Okay, Uncle Lizheng, I'm going home first. You should go to bed early too."

next day

"Grandpa, how long do we have to wait here?" Yang Bowen felt uneasy.

"Bowen, just sit still and don't move around." Yang Litian told Bowen to keep his strength, otherwise how would he be able to flirt with Zhao Si later.

"Anyway, it's not you who's pretending to be a woman. How could you possibly know my mood?" Yang Bowen's lifeless expression successfully caused laughter from his friends.

"Bo Wen, I will tell your wife how beautiful your woman looks." Yang Litian laughed, "Why hasn't Brother Biao arrived yet?" This guy has to do the makeup. Even these grown men can't do it.

"Zhao Si is not like us, he doesn't wake up so early, he may have to sleep very late." The head of the village comforted the group of young people. Yang Biao found out that Zhao Si usually made trouble at noon or in the afternoon, not in the morning. So he had to wait patiently to see where Zhao Si would appear.

"Well, let's wait patiently." Yang Xiaoyong pulled Yang Jiaping to sit down, "Uncle, the village head, I've asked someone to keep an eye on the calligraphy and painting street. There's news from over there that Zhao Si, that bastard, has appeared there." Yang Biao ran in excitedly, "Bo Wen, put on these clothes quickly. Oh, time is urgent. Let me put on your makeup and you can change his clothes."

When they heard about changing clothes, everyone was no longer sleepy and gathered around, "Is this clothes to be worn inside?" Yang Xiaoyong couldn't understand why the clothes in the county town were so troublesome to put on, they looked nice.

"Xiaoyong, the white clothes in your hand are the innermost ones. Hurry up and change them for Bowen." Yang Biao was anxious. How could this guy be so stupid?

"Brother Biao married a girl from the county town. The clothes worn by people in the county town will definitely be untied." Yang Litian's words were met with laughter from everyone.

"Oh, it's a good thing that Brother Biao knows how to undress his wife, otherwise we wouldn't know how to wear clothes in this city." Yang Dongsheng also joked.

"I..." Yang Biao was speechless. This dress is equivalent to modern Hanfu. Would it be weird for him to wear it?

"Hurry up and get dressed, and stop fighting. If it's too late, that bastard might get away." The head of the village stepped forward to stop the young men. The most urgent task at the moment was to catch this Zhao Si. "Zhaosheng, you and Dongsheng go to the calligraphy and painting street to keep an eye on that bastard. Remember not to let anyone find you. We'll wait for Bo Wenhua to finish his makeup and come find you later."

"Yes, grandpa, Dongsheng, let's go." Yang Zhaosheng led Dongsheng out.

"Litian, have you found all the sticks?" the village head asked Yang Litian again, "Let's not hit the dog's head later, break his legs and avenge Shui Qian."