After Xiaoya put on makeup for nearly half an hour.
Suddenly, she clapped her hands, narrowed her eyes, and said with satisfaction: "Chu Qiao, hey... it's done!"
Hearing Xiaoya's excited voice, Chu Qiao slowly opened her almond-shaped eyes and subconsciously looked at the mirror in front of her.
Seeing this, she couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Is she the woman in the mirror?
It looks similar to myself, but yet very different!
The woman in the mirror has a face as white as jade, as white as snow, and a pair of charming almond eyes. She has a small nose, slightly red cheeks, and thin lips that are light pink, like two fresh rose petals.
People picked it up. The originally slightly messy hair was, at some point, arranged by Xiaoya into a delicate bun, revealing her fair and elegant neck. Only a few strands of hair were left hanging on her cheeks, adding to her charm and temptation.
"Xiao Ya...is this really...me?" Chu Qiao looked at herself in the mirror and asked in a daze.
"Hey! Of course it's you!" Xiaoya put her hands on her hips and smiled proudly: "I told you before that I had very good grades in my professional courses. You didn't believe it then, but you should believe it now!"
Chu Qiao's eyes darkened, and a beautiful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Xiao Ya, thank you very much!"
Xiaoya waved her hands disapprovingly, with a carefree smile on her face: "Chu Qiao, haven't you helped me enough? You may not remember those things! But I still remember them clearly! In junior high school,
At that time, I was blocked in the toilet by the girls at school and bullied, but you were the only one who stood up and protected me desperately! As a result, both of us suffered a lot. Later in high school, my grades were really good.
I was so rotten that even the teachers were unwilling to help me with tutoring, but you were patient and helped me bit by bit, so that I could successfully graduate from high school!"
Chu Qiao couldn't help but froze as she listened. She stood up and hugged Xiaoya, whose eyes were a little sore: "Xiaoya, you are the best friend in my life... the best! Forever..."
Xiaoya nodded vigorously: "Yes! Chu Qiao! You have to work hard for tonight's game!"
"Yes! I will!" Chu Qiao murmured in reply.
—————————————————— Before the beauty pageant, Chu Qiao also wanted to go to the bathroom.
Walking in the corridor on the twelfth floor, Chu Qiao's eyes casually glanced at the magnificent decoration. The sixteenth-century French-style lamps emitted soft orange light, which reflected on the beige carpet and echoed each other.
It makes people feel extremely relaxed and comfortable. The blanket under the feet is soft and comfortable to step on.
When Chu Qiao was about to walk around the corner, she saw the man in the corridor and her body suddenly froze. Chu Qiao hurriedly stepped back, nervously stroking her chest and gasping for air. At this time, she only felt
The blood in her body rushed to the top of her head, making her brain instantly unable to think.
That person?! He picked up his man in the rainy night!
His familiar phoenix eyes, delicate handsome face, and black suit accentuate his tall and straight figure. His whole body exudes a cold and evil temperament, which is charming but not allowed to be approached.
Is it him?! Why did you meet him again? Who is he? How could he appear here? Does he work here? Many speculations and assumptions filled Chu Qiao's mind, but she didn't dare
Get out of this wall and let him see her.
At this time, Chu Qiao was more like a little thief, spying on his every move with a guilty conscience.
He stood, looking out the window at the night scene. His lips were pursed tightly, his eyes were cold, and his thick eyebrows were furrowed. Did he think of something unhappy or annoying?
He was obviously in the same world, but looking at him with a cold face, Chu Qiao felt that he was someone she could never touch...