A soft laugh came from Jiang Yingchi through the receiver.
Very sexy, very alluring.
He said, "If you dare say you like it, you just wait."
"I... I didn't say that, did I?" she said in a soft, delicate voice.
Jiang Yingchi couldn't bear to hear that voice. Her Adam's apple bobbed, and she whispered, "Wait for me."
That "Wait for me" was even more alluring than the soft laugh from before.
With moonlight reflected in her eyes, Ning Qiluo replied, "Yes, I'll wait for you."
After hanging up the phone, Ning Qiluo's plummeting mood returned to its peak.
Holding her phone in both hands, she tiptoed and slowly spun around, then seemed to lose her balance and fell onto the bed, burying her face in the blankets for a while before remembering that she hadn't removed her makeup.
She got up again, tiptoed around to the bathroom to remove her makeup, wash her face, brush her teeth, and do her skincare routine.
Because she was in a good mood, she even made a special mud mask and applied it to her face little by little with a small spatula, humming a popular song in her nasal voice.
The sound of a WeChat video call came from outside.
Ning Qiluo walked out with light steps and picked up her phone.
When I connected with her via video at this time, I thought Jiang Yingchi had something she hadn't told me, or that she wanted to see her. But when I looked at the screen, it turned out to be Su Jiusheng, who had been missing for a long time without a word.
Why did this guy suddenly contact her?
There were metal shelves on the washbasin for placing various items, and even a special stand for phones. Ning Qiluo placed her phone on the stand, adjusted it, and then answered the call.
She was applying a clay mask to her face, and it was only halfway done. When Su Jiusheng saw her on the video, he was startled: "Holy crap, White Impermanence?"
Ning Qiluo looked at Su Jiusheng on the video: "You're still trying to smear Wuchang. Look how dark you are, disappearing mysteriously for so long, did you go to Africa to dig for oil or mine ore?"
Su Jiusheng doesn't think he's dark-skinned.
Instead, Ning Qiluo asked, "Are you grinding flour on your face?"
"And what about you? Did you grind coffee on your face?"
"Can you speak seriously? I want to know how your face can be so pale." Su Jiusheng said, looking annoyed.
On the other end of the video, I don't know where Su Jiusheng is. It looks like he's indoors, but it also looks like he's outdoors. No, to be precise, it looks like he's in a shed. It's a bit noisy, so there must be a lot of people there.
Could they really have gone to Africa to mine quarries?!
Ning Qiluo also said, "Can you speak seriously? Why is your face so dark? It's even darker than before. You didn't really go to Africa to mine ore, did you? You're so busy, and you don't even reply when we ask you to do business. If you make a fortune, don't forget me!"
Su Jiusheng: "..."
Is he really that dark-skinned?
It's just that I've been a bit busy with work lately and have been in the sun a bit more.
Besides, it's already autumn now, there's no sun that strong anymore!
She's talking nonsense.
"I'm not calling you on video to chat, but to remind you of something," Su Jiusheng said seriously.
Ning Qiluo responded with an "oh," not taking what Su Jiusheng was about to say to heart.
All attention was on Su Jiusheng's face, and he asked, "Are the bricks at the construction site too hot to handle lately?"
"fine."
"That must be scalding hot, otherwise you wouldn't have gotten so dark from sun exposure."
"Don't call me dark-skinned, let's talk about you, how come you're so fair-skinned?"
"Grinding flour."
"..."
Ning Qiluo stopped joking and showed the pink clay mask in her hand to Su Jiusheng in the video: "This is it. It makes your face whiter and evens out skin tone."
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