Ye Zhiwei instructed, "Nian Nian, give him some light brown eyeliner! His eyes are too dark now, not soft enough!"
"Isn't this lipstick shade a bit too dark? I like pink." Jiang Zhaosu looked at Qi Xing's bright red lips.
After a while, even Su Yayun came over: "Do you need to change clothes? This dress doesn't fit you well."
Qi Xing: “…”
That’s enough!
Qi Tong didn't come to give instructions because he followed Pei Yuemu to another room to smoke.
Pei Yuemu's cigarettes are all good ones and cannot be missed.
After changing back into her own clothes, Pei Yuemu, who had just been wearing purple thermal pants and looked like an auntie selling Chinese medicine at the entrance of the village, suddenly transformed herself into the jeweled and elegant eldest daughter of the Pei family.
"You really won't come back to the base with me?" Pei Yuemu asked Qi Tong again, "Life outside isn't as good as it is in the base."
Qi Tong had been with her at the base before, so of course he knew this.
But he still said decisively: "No reply."
If she wants to enter the base, Su Yayun will definitely go in as well.
Qi Tong couldn't help but recall the nightmare she had when she was unconscious.
In the dream, the originally normal Su Yayun was dissected bit by bit in the base laboratory and turned into a pile of cold white bones.
She would never allow this to happen in reality.
"Oh." Seeing her stubbornness, Pei Yuemu sighed, "Forget it, forget it. If you don't want to reply, forget it."
Pei Yuemu patted Qi Tong's face with one hand, exhaled a puff of smoke towards her, and sighed: "Little fox, do you know? This is the first time I trust someone so much. I even handed the crystal core that controls my life into your hands. You must keep it well."
Qi Tong lowered his eyes, looked at Pei Yuemu and smiled: "How many people have you said this to?"
They both smoked the same brand, and even their breath had the same smell: the slightly bitter, pungent smell of tobacco.
Pei Yuemu looked into Qi Tong's beautiful yet cold eyes and smiled: "Didn't you just ask me what platonic love means?"
A brand new black cloak suddenly appeared in Pei Yuemu's hand.
When she came over wearing this cloak last night, Qi Tong praised the dress for being so handsome and said he wanted one too.
She pulled the black cloak around Qi Tong, and the loose brim of the hat covered most of Qi Tong's face, leaving only her pointed white chin and thin lips exposed.
Pei Yuemu grabbed Qi Tong's collar, forced her to lower her head slightly, and stood on tiptoe to get closer to her.
Under the wide brim of the hat, the two people's breaths intertwined and lingered together.
Pei Yuemu stared at Qi Tong's pale pink lips and said with a smile: "Anyway, it's not a deal like ours."
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