Chapter 217 Whose Makeup Looks Better



She also thought her base makeup looked pretty good.

As for why the eyes don't look as good as the old lady's, it's mainly because the eye of the male zombie in the suit is too badly rotten.

It's not that her skills are bad at all!

The zombie is ugly!

Wang Yiyun scanned the crowd one by one, trying to get an answer from each person.

“Xiao Zhu is right, I think the same way as Xiao Zhu.” Leng Yebai’s lips twitched almost imperceptibly as he went against his conscience and followed the team.

"Cough cough, that's right, look, your left eyeball is almost popping out!" Bai Anhai gave a slap and a sweet treat, "But the foundation is really well-fitting, it hasn't turned into any little bumps and fallen off."

"They're right," Bai Zhengxuan nodded, trying to smooth things over. "This lipstick looks really good!"

It's like eating a rat that's been dead for half a year!

Fan Liping and his wife: ...

The Bai family is really interesting.

They're all incredibly good at lying through their teeth.

"Meiling, what do you think?" Wang Yiyun looked at Hu Meiling.

"Great job, you're both amazing, no cake at all!" Hu Meiling calmly gave Wang Yiyun and Liu Jing a thumbs up.

Fan Liping: ...

Is his wife nearsighted?

A bunch of little bumps fell on the ground, but it doesn't cake up?

It's all stuck in my throat!

After asking around, everyone remained neutral.

There's no way around it; they're both fairies, and neither of them can be offended.

"Alright, this is a draw. Next time we encounter an ugly zombie, we'll have a showdown!"

Wang Yiyun extended her palm.

Snap!

Liu Jing also extended her palm, and the two gave each other a high five.

It's a deal!

Both of them felt they did a good job with their makeup, and were evenly matched.

Everyone: ...

"Hehe."

The zombie in the suit made a hoarse sound at Wang Yiyun.

The rotting fingers pointed at the makeup bag lying on the ground.

Do you still want this?

"Take it if you want!"

Wang Yiyun waved her hand very magnanimously.

The zombie in the suit's eyes curved slightly, a hint of a smile in them. His stiff body bent down with difficulty, and he picked up the makeup bag from the ground.

It wasn't holding a makeup bag.

It's the boss's favor!

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