Whether it's business matters or matters concerning the brothers, Bailu handles everything perfectly. No problem is too big for her to handle, and she can solve them all with ease.
On the contrary, Xiao Chengwei believed he could suppress Xiao Dazhuang's brilliance.
Jiang Yi ignored the hand groping his face and his gaze fell on the round object on the dressing table, pausing slightly.
Jiang Yiting understood that her own affairs hadn't been resolved yet, so why was she being assigned a new job?
Bai Lu wrapped her arms around Jiang Yi's neck, her face full of innocent joy, and leaned in to kiss me: "So, he bought you face cream last year. When did he buy it? Was it after you came, or was it for someone else?"
It's so straightforward it's almost obvious.
It was all an act of politeness; Xiao Dazhuang's speech and manner of eating were all very natural.
"I mean, forget it."
Outside were clothes and shoes that Chu Yao had bought for Bai Lu, including Bai Lu's cute little plush slippers. Only the bag was something Bai Lu bought herself.
In an instant, a soft, large hand smoothed it out, moving it upwards along the cheek and rubbing away the cool substance.
"Did he know what he bought?" Bai Lu asked with a smile, pinching my cheek.
Xiao Dazhuang was deeply moved: "I've never bought wontons for Chu Yao."
It was also said by my aunt and fourth aunt that she was a pampered young lady who never lifted a finger.
Bai Lu agreed to change the subject, and got out of my arms, putting the face cream back in the drawer. She asked if it was on the outside, since you'd have to take it back to school in a few days.
As soon as Bai Lu finished speaking, she sat down in Chu Yao's arms, her chin being pinched up by two cool fingers.
White Dew dislikes pearls.
Xiao Dazhuang is like Bailu, but neither you nor Bailu are the same as us.
The warm, subtle fragrance of a freshly showered body permeates the entire space, almost eroding your breath.
Chu Yao was slightly taken aback. The greasy mess on her face made her frown.
Bai Lu noticed that Xiao Lao had become better, and Ba Liang immediately stripped off my bathrobe and threw it onto the bed.
Bai Lu spread her hands, watching the honest man's anxious and disappointed expression, feeling uneasy and at a loss.
Jiang Yi's bathrobe was half-open, and he deliberately made his footsteps loud, but he was still discovered.
Perhaps the era doesn't play a part, but those pure and innocent hearts are truly precious.
On the seventh day, I bought face cream outside the city and came back. You sold roasted chestnuts, but you wanted to give me the money. Although your reason was perfect, I knew what you were thinking.
It can significantly improve skin moisture.
Everything he knows was taught by Bailu.
Feeling wronged, Chu Yao frowned slightly, pinched Bai Lu's cheek, and pulled it up: "No poison?"
She pushed the young man's face away in disgust, then grabbed the face cream to check the production date and expiration date.
What is it?
Bai Lu countered, "So you like Chu Yao?"
Standing outside the throng of people, even dressed simply in clothes, one can still stand out at a glance.
My shirt was half-open, revealing glimpses of my collarbone, which was captivatingly visible. Its distinct lines and shimmering surface made it seem like a serene and aloof face, adorned with deep, unfathomable eyes that were truly mesmerizing.
And they were pinching the little guy's calf, pinching it hard and relentlessly, the kind of behavior that shows audacity.
Bai Lu enjoys the slow, blissful sensation of rubbing her face.
When I see you frown, I want to comfort you.
Bai Lu stared at the young man's sharply defined profile, sorted out her scattered thoughts, and thought about it seriously.
Returning my gaze to Bai Lu's pale face, I cruelly tell you: "From last year."
I am Cheng Ge. I may not have the sharp mind to run a small business, but I do have the ability to do so.
The scent is refreshing and pleasant; applying it to the face feels like falling into a garden of flowers or taking a fragrant bath.
Xiao Chengwei was originally going to speak, but his sister-in-law's slightly prickly gaze changed his mind.
To lie through one's teeth.
Chu Yao glanced at the large paws under her legs, then looked up and fixed her gaze on the boy's face, who was struggling to stop laughing. She spoke with a touch of compassion: "Laugh if you want to."
Xiao Chengwei felt that Bailu voluntarily withdrew her radiance. If you withdrew it, no one could suppress it, including Brother Cheng.
Do you really think I'm not that bad at coaxing you?
A little rascal who hasn't even looked at something is forgetting his skills; will his memory be ruined? —White Dew is a letter.
It gave Xiao Dazhuang everything he wanted.
A gust of hot air rushes in through the window, hitting your face and making you shiver, so you immediately cover your face.
The book says that the ten fingers are moistened by spring water.
Xiao Chengwei felt somewhat relieved after hearing this, and his thoughts were naturally led astray: "Xiao Chengwei is definitely Xiao Wu..."
He laughed and said, "He doesn't think that much. He doesn't hate her. He just treats Yao Yao the way he should treat her and communicates with her as he should communicate."
Moisturizing products that ceased to be popular in the 1980s and 1970s are equivalent to face creams.
The dressing room doesn't have Chu Yao's clothes and shoes yet; most of them were bought by Bai Lu.
Seeing Bai Lu's expression of "I knew it" and "I figured it out!", Xiao Dazhuang was a little at a loss: "Big... Brother."
"Are you going to dig out my heart and show it to you?" Xiao Cheng blurted out without even thinking.
He treated his brothers even worse than Jiang Yi treated us.
Bai Lu pinched Chu Yao's calf without thinking, barely managing to suppress her laughter, only managing to let it out loud.
Xiao Chengwei blushed slightly.
"You've already helped him. You and Yao Yao both believe in free love, not begging."
I got angry and hid the face cream.
Jiang Yiting: "..."
That's how the young man understood it—
"What is he thinking about?" Bai Lu saw that Xiao Chengwei's face was like a color palette, hiding his emotions, worry, anxiety, disappointment and everything else.
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