immortal game

After regaining his senses, Chen Mo bent down/body neatly, and pulled up the tiny metal zipper from bottom to top.

He felt that the process was a little slow.

Partially tight-fitting style sets off the wide shoulders and narrow waist of size 10, and the inverted triangle shape is somewhat obvious, and the length of the skirt just reaches its calf.

After putting on the skirt, No. 10 walked to the dressing table with pleasant steps and began to pick and choose.

As if looking for something interesting, it asked Chen Mo: "Do you like girls with long hair or short hair?"

Chen Mo thought for a while, and replied with some uncertainty: "Long hair."

No. 10: "Big waves or straight hair?"

"Straight hair."

Number 10: "Black, gold, brown?"

"black."

"Does it look good?" No. 10 had just asked Chen Mo while fiddling with his hairstyle in the vanity mirror, but at this moment he finally turned his head.

It got itself a long black straight wig.

"...beautiful." Chen Mo asked and answered like a robot.

...

No. 10 touched Chen Mo, who was standing upright beside him, with the back of his hand, and said, "Come and help me put some nail polish on."

Chen Mo: "..."

In fact, Chen Mo had already noticed when he woke up that No. 10's fingers were rarely covered with nail polish.

The nail cover presents a healthy pink and white color, which is also very beautiful.

Number 10: "I want the ox blood bottle."

There were dozens of bottles and cans just in front of where Chen Mo was standing, but in Chen Mo's eyes, those colors could only be classified as red, black, yellow, green and blue.

Chen Mo frowned and fell into deep thought.

"The second bottle from the left." No. 10 was sitting on a stool beside him, dragging his cheek with one hand, tilting his head to look at Chen Mo, with a teacher's loving eyes like a teacher caring for a student, with a smile on his lips.

"..."

Chen Mo got the oxblood-colored nail polish, and realized that red alone can be divided into so many categories. Originally, his sense of color was not good, and Chen's father only let him learn sketching and sketching.Of course, the names of paints in paintings are different from the classification of nail polish color blocks, but in general, Chen Mo is not very good at them.

The nail polish looked particularly miniature in Chen Mo's broad palm.

Unscrew the top of the nail polish bottle, the smell is very pungent and not pleasant.

This should be the first time in Chen Mo's life to apply nail polish for someone else. He squatted down/body, and held No. 10's hand, looking solemn and serious.

I thought I would be very unskilled, after all, my hands are not skillful, and I don’t have much talent for painting. It’s easy to paint such a small area on the nail cap, but in the end, I painted it neatly, waiting for it to dry, and subconsciously. I added another layer on top of the ground, and locked a side of the nail cover after it was completed.

After completing these steps with his fingers before his consciousness, Chen Mo couldn't help being taken aback, a little confused.

No. 10 was quite satisfied, and did not show much surprise at Chen Mo's proficient techniques, but admired his own fingers instead.

"Thank you Xiaomo."

After that, he continued to fiddle with the pile of lipstick in front of him.

Slender hands pick and choose among them.Immediately, he chose a small bottle of reddish-brown size black tube, pursed his upper lip, turned his head to Chen Mo and asked, "Does it look good?"

Chen Mo nodded again honestly.

However, if you change someone, you may not respond like this. Although No. 10 is handsome, showing a bit of a gentleman, and even has a bookish charm, but his appearance is still stiff, and his face is also sharp. This kind of lipstick, most people look at it, will feel a little nondescript.

There are also many beauty products on the dressing table, such as mascara, eye shadow, blush, foundation, etc. It is the first time I have come into contact with these cosmetic products on the 10th, and I am full of curiosity. Mo followed beside him patiently, and studied the usage of it along the way.I feel more and more that makeup is really a profound knowledge.

Although he didn't put anything on his face in the end, No. 10 still expressed his appreciation for Chen Mo's behavior: "Xiao Mo is awesome."

After all, No. [-] reached out and hooked Chen Mo's neck very naturally, pulled him down, then leaned over, and printed the lipstick on the other's cheek, "Does your mouth feel a little weird after applying it?" It cared about itself concluded.

Thus, the scene that everyone sees now appeared.

...

Wen Xing clenched the script in his hand, a little unhappy, full of regret, but helpless.

She saw this plot in the script last night: There was a noise upstairs, I looked up and saw a woman in a retro black dress slowly walking out of the door of Room 203, she was tall and thin The liveliness of the young women is a bit more mature.The tall and unsmiling man standing beside her naturally put his hands on her waist, and there was a faint lipstick mark on the man's cheek.

The two seem to be a couple, but there is a slight age gap, and what makes me a little concerned is the older woman. Although she is elegantly dressed, she has a faint sense of incongruity, which I don't know where it came from .

While Chen Mo and No. 10 were walking down the stairs, the black font in the script in everyone's hands about the appearance of the two gradually changed to blue, which should mean that the performance passed smoothly.

Several people gathered in the lobby on the first floor one after another. The policeman was pushed out by a donkey.The donkey didn't dress up much. Instead, Mr. Police put on a gray beard and a headgear with white hair prepared by the system in order to conform to the character design of the script.He is sitting on the wheelchair provided by the system, coupled with that expression of despair, it is quite in line with the character setting. His age is set to be 70 years old and he is suffering from cancer.

The donkey plays his son, who will come to the apartment to take care of his father on weekends or after get off work.

Wenxing and Xiaohan play the roles of college roommates. After graduation, they joined the same company to work as an insurance salesperson. They wore smart black and white suits. For the convenience of work, they lived in this apartment nearby.

The first players to appear in the living room are Sister Hao and Yu Sheng. They play the role of a mother and daughter. The family is harmonious and happy. The mother is a retired university professor, and the daughter is also a primary school mathematics teacher. She is 29 years old this year, unmarried, and her mother This time, the daughter and daughter are taking advantage of the summer vacation to travel to the local area, and by the way, rented this intimate apartment for a short period of time.

The last players to appear are A Fei and Miss Li. They are about ten years apart in age. Sleep well, while Ah Fei complained while walking: "I'm sleepy."

After finishing speaking, he yawned a lot, Ah Fei's appearance was very different from last night, as soon as they saw him, the few people couldn't recognize him immediately, they saw that he dyed his red hair black, and tried his best The hair is smoothed from the middle to the left and right sides, but unfortunately there are always a few unyielding firework perms stubbornly flaunting outwards.

"What are you looking at, I don't know which girl designed this hairstyle." Ah Fei muttered dissatisfied.

As usual, after getting dressed, Ah Fei smoothed out his neat and docile middle-parted black hair with a comb, put on the colorful round-rimmed glasses, and looked like a polite gentleman.

The moment he saw the script, Ah Fei swears a bad word, complaining about the bad taste of the command system and yelling that he would not dress like this even if he was killed, which caused Miss Li to stare blankly. It was already enough to be irritable before sleeping, but this guy was still babbling nonsense in his ear.

After tossing for a while, the two went out together, Miss Li managed to get out, but Ah Fei was blocked in the door.

"Ha." Miss Li looked at A Fei dancing inside the door with a smile on his face.

After ten times of unsuccessful going out, seeing that it was almost eight o'clock, the desperate A Fei could only resign himself to grab the special hair dye and comb on the dressing table, and tidy up his beloved hairstyle.

The elder sister also stood aside gloatingly and sneered at him, unable to understand how sad A Fei was going through.

"**." Miss Li added fuel to the fire.

Seeing that Ah Fei was about to get angry again, Sister Hao hurriedly called the two of them to sit down.

At some point, a richer breakfast was served on the dining table.

"When we came to the restaurant in the morning

It's already on the table. I tasted it and it tasted good. It should be prepared for us automatically by the system. Sister Hao said to everyone.

Several people found their own seats and sat down. There were only ten sets of dining chairs in total, and the nameplates of each player were pasted in conspicuous places.

With the appearance of the prompt message on the game interface, the breakfast script officially started.