My Princess Has Been Reborn

Lu Qipei hasn't worn women's clothing for a long time. When she walked around the screen, she took off the neatly dressed men's clothing one by one, and then put the women's clothing in front of her back on one by one... There was no strangeness in her movements, but her expression was unavoidable.

Not long after, the small clothes, middle clothes, outer skirts, and long skirts were worn by Lu Qipei one by one.

Smoothing the last fold of the skirt corner, Lu Qipei looked down at the dress on his body, and suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart-she had known Qi Yang for many years, and the two of them had met sincerely a lot, but she still did women's clothing. It was the first time to show it to Qi Yang. Especially Qi Yang had been thinking about it for many years, and he was obviously looking forward to it. This made Lu Qipei a little worried that he would disappoint the other party with such appearance.

"Apoi, have you changed?" Qi Yang was indeed looking forward to it. He waited outside for a while. Hearing that the squeaky voice seemed to stop when he changed his clothes, he couldn't wait to ask in the direction of the screen.

Lu Qipei was regained by this question and looked down at himself again, then pursed his lips and replied, "Okay."

As soon as the response came out, Lu Qipei also put aside the mess of thoughts in his mind, and walked out of the screen.

Xu Shi changed his dress, and recalled the memories and habits that have been buried for many years. Lu Qipei's gestures have changed. It is no longer the chic and calmness of men's clothing, but a kind of gentleness and gentleness, as if the whole person's temperament was instantly All changed three points.

Just after taking two steps, Lu Qipei stopped walking again when he thought of something. When Xuan saw her raising her hand to touch the man's bun and tiara on top of her head, her face was gentle and soft, and she finally showed a bit of amusement.

Yes, she is wearing a skirt but a men's crown, and she can't be described as nondescript as she goes out!

To show the other side to my sweetheart, I still lose my normal mind.

Thinking like this, Lu Qipei raised his hand to drew out the hosta, and then took off the hair crown. The whole head of blue silk was scattered instantly, and she shook her head slightly, then draped it smoothly on her cheeks and shoulders, which made her whole body more soft and unruly.

After Qi Yang couldn't wait to get around the screen, the first thing he saw was this scene...

Her Royal Highness was a little dumbfounded. The beauty in the moon-white dress on the other side is slim, her eyebrows are still familiar when she lowers her eyebrows, but her eyes are a little more amorous as she moves around, and her heartbeat is so loud--she pursed her lips. , Opened her mouth to say something, but a thousand words seemed to be stuck in her throat, and all the descriptions in her mind turned into nothingness, so that she didn't know what to say for a while.

Lu Qipei lifted his eyes, Qi Yang was startled, looking at him like a thousand years.

Seeing the surprise in Qi Yang's eyes, Lu Qipei's slightly raised heart suddenly let go. She took the skirt two steps forward, and looked at Qi Yang with a smile: "His Royal Highness, I look like this, haven't you disappointed?"

Qi Yang was distracted again, she was bewitched by Lu Qipei's smile, and she didn't hear what the person in front of her said. She only saw her pale red lips slightly open, and Zhang Zhang Hehe seemed to say something, but the familiar voice did not catch her ears. Until the closed red lips stopped moving, she blinked and realized that the other party seemed to have finished speaking, and then there was only one suspicious one she could respond: "Huh?"

After many years of husband and wife, how can Lu Qipei not see Qi Yang's failure? There was another three-point smile in her clear eyes, and the formality of dressing disappeared completely. At the moment, he slowly stepped forward two steps, but he directly hooked Qi Yang's shoulders: "I mean, your Highness is satisfied with it?"

The familiar plum fragrance invaded, and accompanied by sultry words, instantly disturbed a pool of spring water.

Qi Yang's heart beat more happily. She tried her best to maintain her composure, flushing from the base of her ears to her cheeks uncontrollably.

Of course Lu Qipei saw it, and his eyes suddenly filled with two surprises—the two had known each other for many years, and there was nothing to say about their innocence in the previous life, but from the very beginning of this life, Qi Yang was approaching her and teasing her. Every time I was flushed by the opponent's teasing, there are really few experiences of making Qi Yang flushed with such a few words.

Seeing the blush on Qi Yang's face at this moment, Lu Qipei suddenly gave birth to the thought of "raising her again"—just as Qi Yang did to her back then, the most important thing is to tease and tease, just want to see the other person blush.

Unfortunately, before Lu Qipei's hand on Qi Yang's shoulder touched her cheek, Qi Yang suddenly answered her previous question: "I'm not satisfied."

"Huh?" Lu Qipei was dumbfounded this time around.

Qi Yang had already recovered, he couldn't help but pulled Lu Qipei and left. The two of them walked around the screen and went straight to the dressing table: "You don't have the right makeup now. Looks like a man dressed as a woman, where is it all right? Hurry up, I want to dress up with you again."

Lu Qipei reacted after being pressed to sit in front of the dressing table, looking at the person behind him through the bronze mirror in front of him, his eyes instantly soft.

Ancient humanity, the joy of the boudoir, is nothing more than thrush.

Qi Yang and Lu Qipei have been married for many years, and they have had many such experiences. Not only did Lu Qipei paint with Qi Yang, but Qi Yang also painted Lu Qipei many times. Only different from usual, when Qi Yang put on makeup for Lu Qipei, he used to thicken the eyebrows and add some sharpness to make her too soft face become heroic, so as not to doubt her identity. But now it is a serious daughter putting on makeup.

For this reason, Qi Yang, who is holding a rouge eyebrow pencil, is still a little nervous, for fear of turning his heart into ugliness-after all, she is the princess, and she was not able to do such small things as her own. She is beautifully dressed.

Because of this little thought, when Qi Yang stood in front of Lu Qipei holding the eyebrow pencil, he still didn't write it. Her beautiful brows frowned slightly, and her serious appearance was nothing less than the first time she had reviewed the melodies for the little emperor.

Lu Qipei was not in a hurry while sitting on the makeup stool. She raised her head slightly to look at Qi Yang, without speaking or urging, her eyes shallow as soft water.

Qi Yang gradually calmed down under this gaze. She raised her eyebrow pencil again and began to draw her eyebrows for Lu Qipei. Although her eyes were serious, the matter was not difficult for her. After all, it's not that she hasn't put on makeup, but she has added a bit of thoughts under the surging heart today. After leaving these all behind, the next action is also smooth and flowing.

I traced the eyebrow pencil, swiped the rouge, the round fingertips were stained with bright red lips, and the thin lips were stained bit by bit...

Qi Yang seemed to sink. Except that the two occasionally looked at each other, and unexpectedly there will be several lingering eyes, her eyes fell on Lu Qipei's delicate eyebrows and fresh red lips, and they were also serious and focused, as if they were instantly thrown away.

Until the bright red completely infested the original pink, her fingertips finally moved away from the red lips, and the makeup was complete.

The woman in front of her has eyebrows like distant mountains, her eyes like cold stars, her Qiong nose is tall, and her red lips are confusing. A moon-white dress further matched her cold temperament, and her demeanor was gentle—just changed her clothes and her makeup, and she felt like she had almost changed her personality.

To Qi Yang, when compared with Lu Qicheng at the time, the two brothers and sisters are not so similar. It's only five or six points, and it's only six or seven points after removing the makeup. It turns out that everything is covered by makeup.

But at this moment, no one had the mind to think about Lu Qipei's unlucky brother who had been dead for many years.

Lu Qipei looked at Qi Yang, and Qi Yang also looked at Lu Qipei. The two looked at each other, their eyes facing each other, something was growing silently.

Qi Yang fixedly looked at Lu Qipei's bright red lips, and the fingers hanging on his side were slightly pinched. The feeling of dots on the red lips was full of seriousness at the time and couldn't help it at this moment. Memories, can't help but heartbeat.

Lu Qipei didn't know if he saw Qi Yang's deepening eyes, he slightly curled his lips and asked, "A-Ning, are you ready?"

Qi Yang returned to his senses, blinked, and his throat seemed to be dry: "It's gone." After a pause, he added: "It looks good."

Lu Qipei laughed, and she said: "I may not have dressed up like this for a long time. The last time I was in the cardamom years, I don't know what it looks like now." She said, turning slightly to her side, looking at Qi Yang curiously. The bronze mirror blocked by her behind him.

The bronze mirror of the Princess Mansion is of course the best. The delicate mirror surface clearly reflects Lu Qipei's current appearance-under the exquisite makeup, the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the mirror are somewhat familiar, but because the previous outfits are quite different, they seem to be quite different. Unfamiliar.

After a quick glance, Lu Qipei could not take a closer look in the future, but was blocked by Qi Yang again.

This made Lu Qipei a little unsure, so he raised his head and looked at the person in front of him with doubts: "Your Highness?"

Qi Yang took advantage of the situation and raised her hand to lift her chin, rubbed her fingertips on her delicate skin, and said to her: "I said it, it looks good." While she was speaking, her eyes fell on Lu Qipei irresistibly. On her ruddy lips, she couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed it.

Lu Qipei blinked, this time he didn't show any surprised expression, instead he closed his eyes in response.

The two had only gotten close to each other this morning, and of course it was natural to get close again. Qi Yang quickly became dissatisfied. She suddenly grabbed Lu Qipei and pulled her up, then turned around and pushed her onto the dressing table involuntarily.

Lu Qipei's back waist did not know where he hit, and it was a little bit painful. She subconsciously frowned and called out, "The palace..."

Before he finished his words, he was gagged again, and Qi Yang was unexpectedly strong.

Lu Qipei was a little surprised, but he didn't reject such a strength. His back was not very painful after being hit, so he didn't say anything. Even after another moment, when Qi Yang's kiss began to move down, and a jade hand dipped into the clothes, she just stopped and said, "It's not possible here."

Qi Yang raised his head and looked at her aggrievedly. Lu Qipei couldn't help but look away, then blushed and led the person back to the couch...

When Zhi Ting sent the person who sent the greeting to come back, she was facing the closed door again. She was silent, then looked up at the sky outside, and finally couldn't help but hiss slightly-did these two people actually plan to save lunch together? !

The author has something to say: Zhi Ting (啧啧): The horse is really crazy! ! !

Lu Qipei (tearful eyes): I am not, I don't have one, I don't want to go back!