"You're really open-minded. If I were you, I'd probably have argued with them eight hundred times by now, and we'd be pulling each other's hair out."
One of the most classic moves girls use in a fight: pulling hair.
"The more you care, the more those people will think it's rampant, so don't pay too much attention to it.
Wash your hands quickly and go downstairs. It’s not good to delay for too long.”
Yun Zijin didn't want to waste time on such a small matter.
"Okay, as long as you don't mind. I'll put on some makeup."
As she spoke, Su Mengyao took out a mini version of liquid foundation from her bag and began to touch up her makeup.
Yun Zijin's hands couldn't hold too many things, and after searching everywhere, she could only find a lipstick of the same color as the one she was wearing today.
"Can I give this to you?"
Su Mengyao handed her mini version of liquid foundation to Yun Zijin.
"No, I'll just put on some lipstick."
I don’t know what kind of cosmetics the makeup artist used today, but Yun Zijin’s makeup today is very long-lasting. She danced on the dance floor for so long and her makeup didn’t come off at all.
She put on lipstick because some of it was wiped off while she was eating.
Su Mengyao didn't force it. After finishing her makeup, she put away the mini version of liquid foundation.
As soon as I turned around, I saw Yun Zijin's profile close at hand... I couldn't help but poke her with my hand:
"Honestly, I was just about to ask you, how do you maintain such skin? Even up close, I can't see any flaws. It's like porcelain, so perfect and delicate!"
Su Mengyao was envious. She spent no less than one million on her face every month, but if she looked closely, she could still see many minor blemishes.
Closed comedones and blackheads are troubles that she can never get rid of.
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