Haven’t seen anyone handsome in eight hundred years?
"No, I'm too angry. Do you have any health care services? I want the kind with eight-pack abs for muscular men, or younger men with milk dogs. Give me ten of any style, no, twenty." Ziyi started asking the young lady who washed her hair and gave her a massage.
Young lady: ...
"Miss Zi, this is... a legitimate store."
Qin Yuhuan chuckled a few times and said, "Don't listen to her."
"You don't know," Ziyi said, unable to look at Qin Yuhuan in the next bed because she was washing her hair. She could only stare at the ceiling angrily. "Chen Zhiming and I have known each other since we were three years old. I haven't heard her praise my beauty in eight hundred years. Suddenly someone shows up and praises him for being handsome. I'm so jealous! Shen Zhiming is dead!"
The most important thing is, no one knows what happened to Shen Zhiming in his previous life. He became like that and ran away to a very far place isolated from the world. Now that he has the chance to live again, why didn't Shen Zhiming's resentment pass on to him at all?
"Oh, why are you so angry? I heard you yelling that I'm dead as soon as I got here."
Shen Zhiming was not far away. She didn't even need a taxi. She could walk there in five minutes. She handed her bag to the waiter who came over and asked, "Yuyu, did Ziyi eat explosives today?"
"I'm fine, why would I want to eat such a bomb?" Ziyi sneered, "Wait, I'll ask a duck restaurant and treat you tonight. I'll open your eyes to what handsome means."
Qin Yuhuan:...?
Shen Zhiming:???
"Is there such a good thing? Then I can die, die under the peony flowers, and be a romantic ghost."
Qin Yuhuan: ...? ?
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