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Chapter 922

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Skin care products

"Yaoyao, what are you doing?"

Tang Xinrou was dumbfounded by the various instruments in the laboratory. She looked at the thing in Song Yaoyao's hand and asked curiously.

Song Yaoyao only stayed on campus for two days before her break. She didn't stay in the dormitory and returned to the Huo residence every day.

"Good stuff."

Song Yaoyao played with the porcelain bottle in her hand. "It's nourishing and nourishing. It's whitening and beautifying."

"Really?!"

Tang Xinrou was shocked. She rushed over to take it, but Song Yaoyao dodged her.

"Such a good thing, then, then can I use it?"

In fact, Tang Xinrou's skin was already very good. In school, many girls kept asking her what skincare products she used.

Tang Xinrou did not take care of herself at all. Perhaps she was born this way. She stayed up late to catch up on dramas and comics every day. Because she was lazy, she couldn't be bothered to use facial masks.

"You can't use this."

Song Yaoyao smiled, her eyes bright.

Tang Xinrou looked at it and suddenly trembled. She asked suspiciously, "Baby, what are you up to now?"

"Anyway, I didn't make this for you. I have other uses for it. If you want to use it, I can make another one for you. "

"Then, is there anything that can smooth out wrinkles?"

Tang Xinrou asked eagerly. Looking at the things in Song Yaoyao's hands, she was very greedy.

If it weren't for the strange expression on Song Yaoyao's face, she would have snatched it and tried it.

"Yes, I'll give it to you in two days."

After that, Song Yaoyao carefully put away the things in her hands.



Two days later, as expected, Song Yaoyao brought a new set of skincare products for Tang Xinrou.

Her ankle was almost healed. Every day, she would apply the ointment she made herself. It had a miraculous effect.

Even Liu Yu exclaimed that he had seen a ghost.

Tang Xinrou took it. Since she had no classes that day, she happily ran home.

Xia Rao happened to be there too.

"Aunty, when did you get here?"

Tang Xinrou was pleasantly surprised.

"I can't come?"

Their conversation was interrupted. Xia Rao combed her hair, glanced sideways at her, and raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, yes, of course!"

"What are you holding in your hand? Skincare products? "

"Guess!" Tang Xinrou mysteriously took out a bottle. The quality of the bottle was very good, and it looked very classical.

Xia Hou sneered, "Did you get cheated? Where did you buy this unbranded product from?"

When she had first entered the industry, she had often seen the small-time celebrities around her accept such advertising endorsements and endorse the so-called offline activities of those WeChat merchants.

It was much better than before.

In the past, it was called demons dancing wildly. All kinds of unbranded products poured into the market in large batches. God knows how many people's faces were ruined.

It was only because the country was very strict now that the brands sold by WeChat merchants were more legitimate.

"Bullsh * t!"

Tang Xinrou pouted, "I asked Yaoyao to make this wrinkle removal product for Mom!"

"Yaoyao made it?"

Xia Rao's eyes lit up. The sarcasm on her face disappeared without a trace. She waved her hand repeatedly.

"Quick, quick, quick. Let me see it!"

"Didn't you say it looked like an unbranded product?"

Tang Xinrou rolled her eyes and asked Xia Rao smugly.

"Don't be so smug. Quick, give it to me." Xia Rao glared at her.

"Aiyo, the two of you are so rude. Rourou, quick, let me see. Yaoyao knows how to make skincare products? It smells good. "

"Of course!"

Tang Xinrou grinned, feeling proud. "Look at who made it."

(End of chapter)

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