Absolutely admire

The bright moon is in the sky, and the night is long.

The two of them didn't walk for a long time before they came to an extremely lively street - Luo Ming Street.

The lights are dim, people come and go, there is an endless stream, so lively.

There seemed to be several shops at the entrances of the streets and alleys. There were many buyers and the business was very good.

Compared with the more remote cabins before, it seems to have come to another world.

That dilapidated house was where Cong Rong stayed before, they don't live there now, they just use it as a base occasionally.

Cong Rong said with a smile: "Today is New Year's Eve, so it is estimated that there will be a bumper harvest."

He was dressed in black, with a white jade pendant on his dark blue belt.The moonlight shone down, reflecting his face clearly and brightly, so unreal.

Many people passed by the two of them on the road, and most of them glanced at them with indescribably strange expressions.One of them even muttered to the people around him: "This world has really changed, men wear women's clothes, women wear men's clothes, alas..."

The voice was not too loud, but it just happened to be heard by the two of them.

This means nothing more than that Mo Yenan is wearing a woman's clothes with a man's face on his face; Cong Rong is wearing a man's clothes with a woman's face on his face.

Cong Rong was unmoved, and followed behind with a smile on his face as if he had heard nothing.

But Mo Yenan in front of him exploded again, and he yelled at the people behind him: "Fuck, I'm quitting! Just say that I can tell it's not a woman at a glance, I'm going back!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and was about to run, but was caught by Cong Rong's arms under his armpits, and persuaded him: "It's too late for you to regret it now, everyone has already come out, why do you want to struggle, our task today has not been completed yet, Don't be cowardly and go ahead. Besides, it doesn't matter whether you are a man or not, as long as you attract attention."

Mo Yenan pointed at his nose and shouted: "Didn't you hear what that person said just now, obviously you are more suitable to wear this thing than me!"

Cong Rong looked at the fingers in front of him, blinked his eyes, his thick and slender eyelashes seemed to flap a fan on his face, and said, "But you lost in the boxing game." The voice was mixed with three points of grievance and seven points of righteousness.

Mo Yenan was speechless, rolled his eyes, covered his face with his hands and turned his head, walking straight to his destination.

He shouted angrily, "It's my bad luck!"

Cong Rong said: "Hurry up, Liuli will kill you if she finds out that we lost the purse, go pick it up while she's not here."

Mo Yenan continued to roll his eyes: "It's killing you."

The two walked to a stall selling rouge and gouache, and looked at each other at the same time.

Seeing is a series of exchanges with the eyes.

Cong Rong: How about this?

Mo Yenan: It seems to be worth a few dollars.

Cong Rong: Hurry up.

Mo Yenan: Why don't you go?

Cong Rong's eyes jumped up and down on him, and Mo Yenan's face was covered with black lines.

That's right, he's dressed like a woman now, isn't it just to be useful at such a time.

He gently picked up a box of rouge in front of him, imitating how he saw women apply rouge on weekdays, took a little with his fingers, put it on his lips, and then fell to the ground with his sleeve covering half of it. Face, with the sharpest voice he could utter in his life, he said heart-rendingly: "Oh my god, selling poison in broad daylight! I'm a bad mouther, help me, I can't get married!"

He suddenly shouted shamelessly that he was going to start blackmailing people!

The boss who sold the rouge had recommended the product to other customers with a smile on his face before, but he was shocked by his slamming and shouting, and hurried forward to see Mo Yenan.

The boss said: "What are you talking about, girl? How can my good lip balm be poisonous!" As he said that, he reached out and pulled his hand away to see if his mouth was really rotten.But he was mercilessly slapped away by Mo Yenan's palm, and said, "I don't have anything to say to anyone, don't touch me, profiteer! Pay me quickly."

Sarah's hands are so rascal.

"What's going on here, what happened?"

"It seems that a woman used the lip balm from this store, and her mouth is rotten?"

"How could it be so bad? I have been ordering rouge from this store before, and there has been nothing wrong..."

"Yes, and the things bought in this store are expensive, and the quality should be passable."

"And this woman is not allowed to see, it's really a headache."

Seeing that his hand was pushed aside by him, the boss stayed in the air in embarrassment, frowned, and said, "Girl, if you don't let me see, how can I be sure that you are using my things to rot? I can't believe you!"

Passerby: "Yes, yes, girl, don't cover it up, let's take a look! If something really happens, fix it immediately!"

Mo Yenan covered his face and sobbed: "You...you just came to see my joke..."

Beneath this face full of snot and tears, his heart at the moment is: I have lived for 16 years, I would rather kill people and get angry now than do such a shameful thing. Lost it all on this day.The one who hurt me is Cong Rong!

As soon as Cong Rong was mentioned in his heart, Mo Yenan consciously or unconsciously searched for his figure through the cracks in his fingers.

Not far away, Cong Rong was hiding in a very inconspicuous corner, holding a sack he got from someone who didn't know where, and quickly threw those rouges into the bag with one hand, with a calm expression on his face.

In a daze, Mo Yenan seemed to see his peach blossom eyes curved, the corners of his lips curled into a slight arc, his hands were working non-stop, and he was smiling at him the whole time.

Mo Yenan felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw his smile, and thought: Why do I feel so unhappy...

Six or seven boxes of rouge and gouache were randomly packed in the bag, and all of them were beautifully packaged from the outside, and they were carefully selected.

After getting the amount that the boss would not find that the things had been stolen, Cong Rong made a "fixed" gesture, ran away, and slipped into the crowd.

Seeing this, Mo Yenan lifted her skirt with one hand, continued to cover her face with the other, and turned around to squeeze into the crowded crowd.

While running, he scolded: "He has no conscience, you have been wronged to death, you people, sooner or later you will be punished—"

Everyone stared blankly at the back of the "woman", speechless.

After a long while, one person said in shock: "Where did the shrew come from? She is doing something."

"Crazy."

"Looks like a whore."

"I think it is, and you listen to her voice, it's so rough, it doesn't smell like a woman at all."

"Hahahahaha, it's not a good product. Compared with those top brands, it's not worth much at all."

"..."

The scolding became more and more ugly, and it became more and more difficult to speak.

But fortunately, after cursing a few words, the onlookers gradually dispersed.

The boss who sold the rouge sighed for a long time, and returned to his stall after feeling uneasy, calmed down, and continued to do business with enthusiasm.

I really didn't realize that many products had disappeared from his stall.

After the two of them agreed on a place to meet according to the old rules, Cong Rong carried the sack with a lot of loot on his thin shoulders, and continued to stroll along the street with Mo Yenan looking like he had never done anything.

In the night sky, many bright lights have been hung high, they exude a warm light, carrying the wishes of countless lantern-bearers.

After Cong Rong stared at the sky for a few seconds, he turned his head and glanced at the young man beside him, as if he thought of something extremely funny, he burst out laughing at him, "Puff hahahahaha——"

Mo Yenan was startled by his sudden laughter, and asked in confusion, "Why are you suddenly crazy?"

He couldn't help laughing, and instead patted Mo Yenan's shoulder with the hand covering his abdomen, he said: "My god, your performance just now was absolutely amazing, a generation of acting emperors! No, a generation of acting queens! I sigh to myself." How about, I was suffocated before, you fucking let me laugh enough first!"

Between the lines is completely bare|naked ridicule.

Mo Yenan's face turned green when he heard this, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and punched Cong Rong straight.Cong Rong flashed lightly, and avoided it effortlessly, "Why don't you be so angry, I'm obviously praising you!"

"Whoever wants you to boast, if I don't beat you to death today, my surname will not be Mo!"

"Then you don't have my last name. I'll accept you as my younger brother because of your good acting talent."

"To shut up!"

The two were arguing, and Cong Rong suddenly threw the rouge sack on Mo Yenan's face.

He staggered a few times, covered his face without saying a word, and the veins on his forehead appeared slightly.

Cong Rong scratched his cheeks, and said with a smile: "Missed and missed, anyway, you can't beat me in any fight, don't do such futile and cruel things."

Mo Yenan roared: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh A good sword! Now that I am bare-handed, how dare you throw a sack at my face, why are you so fucking cheap! How could I know someone like you!"

He was mourning how much he had failed in the first half of his life, Cong Rong smiled and wiped the saliva he sprayed on his face, "Oh, these are small details, don't pay too much attention to them. Besides, what do you mean by knowing me like this?" People? Is my character not good? Even if my character is not good, you are my younger brother, your character will not be much better, and there will be several more attributes, such as being more cowardly and vegetable ,Rubbish……"

Hearing his noise, Mo Yenan stepped back three points, hugged his head and collapsed, "I'm going crazy! Don't fucking come near me!"

He can guarantee that even if the target is not himself, but someone else, none of them will not be driven crazy by Cong Rong.

If he could have a weapon in his hand at this moment... let alone a weapon, as long as there was anything that could be smashed, he would smash it on his head without saying a word.

Don't stop until there is no blood.

Cong Rong, on the other hand, looked innocent, squatted on the ground, opened the sack, and said in an off-topic way: "I think these things are only enough for us to squander for two months, not very enough."

Mo Yenan calmed down, hugged his head and said with a sneer, "Yeah, after all, what I lost was half a year's living expenses. You can't exchange much money for this little thing. Liuli will still kill you..."

It's best to kill him, so that one day he can't hold back and really do it.

As soon as he finished speaking, he inexplicably felt a strange gaze on his side face, and he suddenly turned his head to meet Cong Rong's gaze.

After three seconds.

Mo Yenan continued to blow his hair and said, "Are you fucking done!? I won't do it anymore!"

He looked like he was really going to be driven crazy by himself, Cong Rong straightened his body, sighed, and said to himself: "Seeing how cowardly you are, then I have no choice but to show kindness and not embarrass you, this time I will be honest Bright go grab some."

Mo Yenan was full of disdain, but raised his hands and applauded: "You are really a wise way."

Compared to dressing up like this and throwing rogues on the street and making yourself shameless, it's really not as refreshing as just stealing it.