"I think it's all caused by makeup," she curled her lips, "The powder is too thick. If it weren't for the makeup, how ugly would you be?"
"That's right," Yu Xinduo also agreed, "This woman wears heavy makeup every day when she goes out, but she doesn't know what Xiang Tianyu likes about her?"
Xia Lan stared at the woman's breasts in the photo for a long time. Her breasts were still flat, just like the ones at the airport. She moved her breasts as she spoke. Hers were bigger than hers. She also compared herself with this one.
The woman compared it from beginning to end,
She felt that there was nothing wrong with her, except that this woman was taller, a little thinner, and richer than her. She thought that she was definitely more beautiful than her.
Yu Xinduo put her injured leg on the sofa, then threw the magazine away, "I must get better quickly now, and then do good things. It would be great if someone can take a photo of me. It's best if I look good."
Beautiful and bright." She held up her face again, her eyes sparkling, as if she felt like a celebrity now.
"What are you going to do?" Xia Lan leaned on the table and looked at her with some suspicion. She seemed to know nothing.
Not even knowing how to cook is the fate of a young lady.
"There are a lot of things I can do," Yu Xinduo raised her chin, very dissatisfied with Xia Lan's look down on her. They just waited, and she wanted to show them how she did good things.
Her legs were just as she expected. They recovered quickly. Within a few weeks, she no longer needed crutches. She just touched her legs and saw scars. What should she do?
She tugged on Yan Chenjing's sleeve.
"Husband, do you think it's okay if I get a skin rejuvenation? Look, there are scars," she pointed to her leg.
Yan Chenjing put down the book in his hand and sat up from the bed. Don't get nervous. Just wear a skirt.
"But..." Yu Xinduo is still a little uncomfortable. People's legs are very smooth. Why is she so pitiful? She insists on getting wounds on her legs. It's just a wound. Now she still has scars.
How will she wear short skirts in the future?
"There's no but," Yan Chenjing hit her on the head. You've always looked like this anyway, "If you want to be beautiful, go for plastic surgery." He hit her rudely, and he didn't know if there was any truth in what he said.
To add to the sarcasm, Yu Xinduo lowered her face, jumped off the bed, and hugged his waist directly from behind.
"Chen Jing, they say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I shouldn't be that ugly in your eyes, right? So I won't do plastic surgery. Otherwise, you will become beautiful by then and you will die of self-esteem. What if you become even uglier?"
Oh, you are going to die from sadness again."
Yan Chenjing raised the corners of his lips in boredom, beauty is in the eye of a lover, are they lovers?
He pulled her hand away, took the clothes on one side, and walked to the bathroom.
Yu Xinduo hugged his waist from behind again without giving up.
"Where are you going? Come talk to me. I'm so bored."
Yan Naichen pulled her hand away again, then picked up her collar with one hand. He pushed her onto the bed and threw a pile of books to her, "If you have time, increase your knowledge. Don't just know it all day long."
Eat and sleep," and those books were almost burying Yun Xinduo.
"How can I eat and sleep? I can also study, okay?" Yu Xinduo picked up a thick book, but her eyes hurt when she saw such a thick book, let alone let her go
See, she will be bored to death. She has a great plan, okay? She has to fight for face.
Yan Chenjing lowered his head and stared directly at her rolling eyes.