Good Wife of Rebirth

Tian Qingning blinked and realized that there was something special about the face in the mirror. The foundation did have a light metallic color and was slightly warmer. How did she do it? How did she do it? She seemed to have forgotten.

She had been scolding that bastard An Tang Yunmu and that vixen Fang Lin in her heart. Instead, she had forgotten what color she used. She seemed to have picked it up normally. She felt this one was better, then

Some are not good, some are bad, and some are bad. I even used nearly ten colors of foundation once.

She raised her face and began to sigh,

I know how to give it a shot, but I still feel uncomfortable, very uncomfortable

"Well, if you work hard, your future will be limitless," Ning Shengya patted her shoulder and stretched. I'll go to bed first. Someone will call me.

Tian Qingning nodded, sat obediently in front of the mirror, staring at the foundation in a daze, while Ning Shengya yawned, and after just one glance at her, he had already gone to sleep in the small room inside.

She spent the entire afternoon using these bottles and jars, and then tried them on her face several times. As expected, she gained an additional understanding of this kind of metallic makeup. In addition to relying on feeling, she also had to rely on

Memory, so her memory is not bad, so she can remember eighty-nine points

In the afternoon, Ning Shengya put on some more makeup. Her foundation was really clean, without a trace of powder. Moreover, Tian Qingning thought, if she had a good liquid foundation, would she be able to apply even the slightest amount of makeup?

Makeup without pores

"Okay, it's time to get off work," Ning Shengya stretched hard and then sat on the side without moving. Tian Qingning started to pack things, washed the brushes one by one, cooled them, and then

She locked the door together and got off work

She lowered her head and walked towards the bus stop. When she saw so many people, her head began to hurt, but she still walked over quickly and squeezed into the bus with the crowd. When she got off, her people

It's almost squashed,

Going to work and coming off work every day is like going to war.

After getting off the car, she walked for ten minutes to the place where she lived. She wandered around idly. There were large and small boutiques on both sides with beautiful clothes hanging inside. She ran over and put her hands on

On the glass, she was still squinting at the clothes underneath as before, "So beautiful!" She bent her eyes, as clear and dustless as stars, but she didn't know that all her expressions, all her

fell into the eyes of a man inside

"Yunmu, what's wrong? What are you looking at?" As soon as Fang Lin picked up a piece of clothing, she realized that Tang Yunmu's eyes had been staring outside. But when she looked out, there was nothing but the door.

Pedestrians who pass by from time to time will look at it a few more times when passing by

"It's okay," Tang Yunmu said softly. His dark eyes under his thick eyebrows always seemed to be hiding a lot of things on his mind. Even Fang Lin, who had been with him for more than two years, didn't notice it.

"Yun Mu, the day after tomorrow is my birthday, haven't you forgotten?" Fang Lin asked tentatively, fearing that he would forget it the most.

"Yes," Tang Yunmu responded lightly. He didn't say he forgot, but he didn't say he remembered either.