Chapter 125
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Frowning, Shen Liangchuan stared at the girl before him. 13579246810
Her face was smeared with something that looked green and sticky. She was jumping around in the room, and when she saw him, she immediately bent over and held her stomach.
Shen Liangchuan's forehead throbbed a few times and he felt unwell. "What are you doing?"
Qiao Lian widened her eyes and said, "I- I'm putting on a facial mask."
Of course, he knew it was a facial mask, but didn't she say she had diarrhea? You're still in the mood to put on a face mask?
When Qiao Lian saw his ice-cold expression, she immediately tensed up and said, "Well, actually, having diarrhea and wearing a facial mask are a perfect match! After all, the time in the toilet is too boring. "
Shen Liangchuan was speechless.
Qiao Lian coughed and said, "Do you want to try?"
Shen Liangchuan resisted the urge to scold her. He took another look at the horrible mask on her face and couldn't help saying, "Do you know how to use a mask?! Why are there so many potholes? "
Qiao Lian: …
That's because my face is swollen, alright?
But how was he supposed to answer this question?
She rolled her eyes, lowered her head, and acted as if she had done something wrong. "Um, I'm sorry … I've been longing for this facial mask for a long time, but I couldn't afford it. Today, I suddenly saw it, and I got excited … and applied too much."
Shen Liangchuan: …
Qiao Lian looked up and took out the box of facial masks. "Mr. Shen, would you like to apply them with me? Speaking of which, it's strange. Other male celebrities have skincare products. I see that you have a lot of facial masks at home, but why haven't I seen you use them? "
Shen Liangchuan's expression darkened at these words.
She hurriedly waved her hands. "Ah! I'm not saying that you're not professional enough or that your skin isn't good. On the contrary, your skin is exceptionally good … Do you always go to the beauty salon for skincare? Is that why you don't even use the facial masks at home? I think it's about to expire. How about … I help you use it? Don't waste it! "
The veins on Shen Liangchuan's forehead were throbbing. He threw the pills on the coffee table and said, "Take three pills at a time. I'm leaving now."
Then he turned around and left.
Qiao Lian heaved a sigh of relief after he left the room.
She touched the facial mask on her face and silently gave herself a thumbs-up for her wits.
Shen Liangchuan was a very unpredictable person. If she pretended to have diarrhea, what if he insisted on barging in?
Therefore, she rummaged around in the bathroom and found a facial mask to put on her face just in case.
But …
She looked at the medicine on the coffee table, her eyes a little dazed.
He had already left, but he suddenly came back. Was it to give her medicine?
Is this an apology for what happened a few days ago?
She picked up the medicine on the coffee table and smiled silently.
She reluctantly accepted his apology.
After confirming that the car had left, she rushed to the bathroom and washed off the mask on her face.
There were still wounds on her face. When the facial mask was applied, she felt a burning pain. It took a lot of effort to wash it off. After washing her face, she found that her face was more red and swollen.
Qiao Lian sat on the sofa quietly with an ice cube in her hand. Her previous cheerfulness had faded and she looked desolate.
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As Shen Liangchuan drove away from the villa, his cell phone rang.
He picked up the call and heard Song Cheng's voice. "Brother Shen, have you seen Weibo? Wang Wenhao actually dug his own grave by beating up a reporter! "
Reporter?
Shen Liangchuan's pupils shrank when he heard this.
He stopped his car by the roadside and quickly picked up his cell phone. He saw the video on Weibo.
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