Liu Changan's face was so close, and his smile always gave the feeling of seeing through others, which made people a little confused.
Yan Qingcheng also discovered that Liu Changan's face was indeed very similar to Professor Liu Jianshe's. It was probably the same person at different ages.
If you let Liu Changan and Liu Jianshe take a photo each and put them together, if you look closely, you will think that they are the youth and old age of the same person.
This is the non-environmental father-son blood phenomenon, right?
This is probably how her mother sees it. What Yan Qingcheng can't imagine is that if her guess is true, her mother's date will accompany her shopping during the day, stay overnight at a girl's house at night, and be with her daughter from Monday to Friday.
A classmate of his class went to Nanshan to accompany his daughter on Saturdays and Sundays...
"No...it's nothing...I thought you were shopping with them today. My mother said she really wanted to meet you." Yan Qingcheng explained quickly, but she was muttering in her heart that Professor Liu Jianshe and Liu Changan would never appear at the same time.
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"It's not very appropriate. After meeting me, Liu Chang'an, most parents with sons want me to be her son's brother and friend to help him grow up. Occasionally, some want his son to develop the habit of cutting sleeves with me. This is relatively rare.
But it's not nothing." Liu Changan shook his head and expressed a little burden.
"Someone who has a daughter wants to bring me and her daughter together. Even though she knows I have a girlfriend, she still comes up with plans to help her daughter poach her. She even supports the idea of two girls serving one husband."
These things happen often, but after the establishment of a new country, under the leadership of great men, the patriarchy was abolished, and the feudal customs of male power represented by husband's power prevailing over women, there were many fewer things to send daughters to him, and it also made him
I have lived a relatively relaxed life for decades.
In the past, the kind-hearted and benevolent owner of the Nine Provinces Fengleijian Sect would often have his tenants or surrounding farmers kneel before him and beg him to take away his daughter, as long as he gave her a mouthful of food.
If he accepted it in this situation, of course he would still give her some money. Life would not be easy at that time. If you leave your daughter to him, at least she will not starve to death and you will have food and drink.
If the daughter was sensible and considerate, she would bring back some food and drink from time to time, but he would turn a blind eye.
Otherwise, where did the Jiuzhou Fenglei Sword Sect come from with so many female disciples? Most of them were not forced to come to the door by others? There is no way. If a person is capable and kind-hearted, he will involuntarily assume more social responsibilities.
The special situation of Su Mei being sent to her door is slightly less common, but it is not the only one. The ugly ones are naturally killed, while the good-looking ones are kept in a room to play together and develop into their own people.
"You...you are so shameless." Yan Qingcheng was stunned, surprised by Liu Changan's shamelessness. Although he felt that what he said was the truth, he would not say it so frankly.
What's more, he seems to mean that if his mother sees him, even if she knows that he has a girlfriend, he still wants her to be with Liu Changan?
Yan Qingcheng didn't have this idea. Any girl with normal views and a normal mind would not be able to accept it! She is not some non-black hoe god.
"But speaking of it, your skin is much better than when you first started school. Girls still need to take good care of themselves. It is difficult to look glamorous just by relying on your natural beauty without dressing up or taking care of it." Liu Changan observed.
, made some suggestions. You should know that even An Nuan dressed appropriately and put on makeup in high school, and Liu Yuewang would also give her some nutritious food and health care products suitable for women.
Yan Huaye should have been limited by family conditions in the past. Without this awareness of improving the quality of life and sense of sophistication, her foundation should make her a little more beautiful than she is now. After all, she is Yan Huaye's daughter.
Yan Huaye and Professor Liu should have been on par when they were young girls, but it makes no sense that their daughters are quite different.
"Really?" Yan Qingcheng lowered her head in embarrassment and quickly looked at her skin. It was indeed significantly different from when she first entered college, but she was not the type of Zhu Juntang who could be easily broken. After all, Yan Qingcheng
It’s just that the food has improved slightly and the stress in life has reduced. It’s just that the good mood has affected the body.
"Eat more at night, and you will look good if you are white and fat." After Liu Changan said this, he walked to the other end of the corridor.
Yan Qingcheng stood there, did he mean that she was also naturally beautiful? As long as she took good care of herself, she could have good skin like the girls around him, soft, white, elastic, smooth and delicate?
Among the girls Yan Qingcheng is familiar with, she likes Zhu Juntang’s skin the most. It’s really incredible, it can be called a fairy’s skin. Yan Qingcheng doesn’t expect to be able to compare with Zhu Juntang, but it should be similar to Bai Fen’s.
Bar?
Commenting objectively, Yan Qingcheng felt that Baifen's skin was a bit artificial. She had seen Baifen's skin care products, and they were really dazzling. After taking a shower, she applied various kinds of lotions, creams, and water on her body.
So many layers.
Anyway, let’s eat more tonight, hoping that I can be fat and healthy. Yan Qingcheng doesn’t care about Liu Changan’s evaluation, but is a little unconvinced and competitive, and wants to prove that she has a good foundation.
, she won’t lose to someone who is trying to compete with her out of nowhere.
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Liu Changan came to the other end of the corridor and saw Bai Hui admiring the paintings on the wall. It was a Van Gogh oil painting that was most likely produced in Dafen Village, Wushipu or Putian.
This is just a holiday center for employees of a branch of the Baojun Group. This time Prince Bamboo came to visit, which improved some conditions, but it was impossible to get some auction-level authentic products to improve the taste.
Zhu Juntang herself does not have this kind of "taste". She has no interest in this kind of modern art. What about Van Gogh and Picasso? How can their works be as good as Miss Zhu San's selfie? Ridiculous.
Liu Changan was not very interested in these works of art. He had collected many of them before, mainly because he knew the author and kept them as a memory, or because others entrusted him with keeping them.
So he took many of them into the tomb, and they were stolen, and some of them were donated to major museums. This is not a foolproof preservation method, but it is the most appropriate one. Presumably most of the original authors who entrusted it to him do not have it.
What opinion.
He didn't know Van Gogh or Picasso, nor did he appreciate their talents. Generally speaking, those who could be appreciated by him were not too miserable.
"It's beautiful." Liu Changan and Bai Hui stood side by side under the oil painting, looking up.
"This... the colors are gorgeous and the flowers are beautiful." Bai Hui reluctantly commented. From the corner of his eye, he saw that Yan Qingcheng had gone back to the room, and it seemed that he had no intention of whispering to Liu Chang'an while watching Bai Hui.
"When I talk to Yan Qingcheng, my voice isn't very loud. No matter how hard you stretch your ears, you can't hear me, right?" Liu Changan looked at Bai Fen's soft ears and expressed doubts with a smile, "You still know how?
Lip reading?”
Bai Hui quickly touched her ears and found that they were not longer. Her hairstyle today was to cover her ears. If her ears were really long and exposed, it would not look good.
"I don't, I just think that Yan Qingcheng and An Nuan are the same kind of people. They should be good friends. The three of us can go shopping together in the future." Of course Bai Hui would not admit it. Girls must be good at showing off.
If you want to persist in training, you can only use the sword in your heart. If you really show it and fall in Liu Changan's eyes, he might think that she is causing trouble, is not united, and wants to make his circle of female friends a mess.
"Are you sure?" Liu Changan looked Bai Hui up and down.
"What?" Bai Hui didn't quite understand Liu Changan's question and look. It was a very common and casual thing for girls to go shopping together, just like saying hello "Have you eaten?"
"When you, An Nuan, and Yan Qingcheng walk together, the three of you form a concave shape. Don't you know? It doesn't matter if one is tall and one is short. If two are tall and one is short, you will have no sense of existence. You are just like a follower.
Yes, this is unacceptable to you." Liu Changan reminded her that even if she talks casually, she must take the actual situation into consideration.
Hearing what Liu Chang'an said, Bai Hui vaguely understood why he was only really good friends with Zhu Juntang, but couldn't get along with streetlight-type women like An Nuan, Qin Yanan, and Yan Qingcheng.
In fact, Yan Qingcheng is okay, not too exaggerated. She is just over 1.7 meters tall. Annan and Qin Yanan really don't want to be with them.
"I'm actually about 1.8 meters tall." Bai Hui tried her best to stand on tiptoe.
"You can jump 1.8 meters?"
"I hate it!" Bai Hui explained seriously, "Look at me, the heels are eight centimeters, the insoles are three centimeters, plus my big bow headdress, am I over 1.8 meters tall?"
Liu Changan immediately understood why many boys who are now 1.75 meters or even 1.78 meters have height anxiety. The business of height-increasing shoe manufacturers and height-increasing insole manufacturers is getting better and better. As expected, creating anxiety can cause anxiety.
Interests, no wonder there are so many forces behind it adding fuel to the flames and creating all kinds of anxieties.