Moreover, drawing Lan'er's eyebrows, he felt that such a time was very beautiful and blissful.
Hearing his words, Feng Tianlan pursed her lips and raised the corners of her blissful lips. She resisted the urge to raise her eyebrows and only felt that he was very skilled in drawing. In a short while, the thin willow-leaf eyebrows quietly fell on her eyes, not losing their charm and not losing their domineering aura.
"Your drawing is not bad. I'll reward you later," Feng Tianlan looked at herself in the bronze mirror. Thinking that this was drawn by Si Mobai, the corners of her lips curled up happily.
Si Mobai put his hands on her shoulders and slightly lowered his head. He pressed his face against the side of her face. Then, he looked up at the bronze mirror and smiled evilly, "Lan'er, how do you want to reward me? Or do you want to wait for the wedding night to be over?"
