Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu's face stiffened, and his smile became more and more dog-legged: "Mother-in-law, I wrote it down, and I will definitely return!!"

Jin Sanpo nodded with satisfaction: "Ruzi is quite teachable! Mix well, I will help you!!"

"Thank you mother-in-law!!"

Ling Luoyu nodded and bowed in thanks, but his heart was full of scorn.

Why should this old woman help her so well?

"Hey..." Chan'er's voice came from above: "Which one is Ah San?"

Ling Luoyu quickly raised his hand with a smile: "Miss Chan'er, it's me!"

Chan'er looked at her displeasedly, and gestured sideways.

"Come in!"

"Oh!"

Ling Luoyu put on a well-behaved appearance, followed closely behind, and walked in with a sly smile.

"Hello girls!"

Opposite her, besides Chan'er, there are two girls.

It's just that their faces are elongated one by one, as if Ling Luoyu owes them money.

"The three girls met for the first time, and there was nothing to give. I have a few boxes of rouge here, which are brewed with petals. I will give them to the girls to try!"

Chan'er and others didn't mean to take it.

In their eyes, the human race is inferior, and the things they make or use are equally inferior.

Ling Luoyu pretended not to understand the three stinky faces, and still opened one of the rouge boxes with a smile.

"Of course, a few girls are naturally beautiful and don't need these things... But these things of mine can make them more beautiful and charming..."

She dipped a little rouge with her fingers and wiped it on the back of her hand.

"Girls, when I use my rouge on my face, it's as soft and natural as if I didn't use rouge. It's definitely not like other people. At first glance, it's just two awkward red..."

Sure enough, rouge was fainted a little on the back of her hand, making the back of her hand pink and tender.

"Girls, your skin can be broken, once you use my rouge, it will definitely be more charming..."

Beauty is the nature of every woman.

No woman will reject what makes herself beautiful.

Chan'er and the other three faced each other, and immediately looked at the rouge in Ling Luoyu's hand.

Finally, Chan'er stepped forward lightly, gently squeezed a piece of rouge with her fingertips, dipped a little on the back of her hand and tried it, her eyebrows jumped imperceptibly.

The rouge used by a person like her is of the highest quality.

But it is the first time I have seen such delicate rouge.

As Ling Luoyu said, this rouge is very natural to use, it is not thick and sticky like other rouge.

The mouth that eats people is short, and the hand that takes people is soft.

Chan'er got Ling Luoyu's things, and her eyes were naturally much different.

"what's your name?"

"Miss Hui, my name is Asan..."

"Asan?? Why such a casual name??"

"Girl, how can a little person like me have any serious names? All the names are randomly named by my parents, cats and dogs... In our hometown, the more simple and ordinary the name is, the better it is to support!"

Chan'er Demon Clan's superiority came out again, and looked at Ling Luoyu with contempt.

"How old is this year?"

"eighteen……"

"Um...what will it be?!"

"Uh... It's normal!" Ling Luoyu pointed at the box of rouge with a hilarious smile: "How about the rouge in the girl's hand? That's what I made!"