Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Looking at his back, Xi Changchang rubbed her head in frustration, only to realize that her hair was so messy. Then she... She ran to the mirror, looked at herself, and then sat down.

Xi Changchang slapped his head with his hand: "It's over. My sister-in-law's gentle, generous and decent image has been ruined by me."

While Xi Changchang was thinking wildly, Zhong Jiamu came back quickly, holding a towel wrapped in ice cubes and massage oil in his hand. He walked straight to her and squatted down, reaching out to lift her feet and put them on his

On her knee, she carefully placed a towel wrapped with ice cubes on her injured ankle.

"I'll do it myself," Xi Changchang said cautiously as she wasn't used to others touching her feet, "I won't bother you anymore."

"Don't move." Zhong Jiamu's tone was not as cold as usual.

After Zhong Jiamu said this, Xi Changchang gave up the idea of ​​letting her come because she felt that she did not have the courage to refute Zhong Jiamu.

"I really miss the gentle look of the male god." Xi Changchang glanced at Zhong Jiamu again, and thought: "Now I am living here with a big ice cube."

A stinging pain came, and Xi Changchang couldn't help but take a breath. He looked up at her, frowned and said with disgust: "You're so stupid."

He has probably never done anything to take care of others. His movements are clumsy. Although he looks impatient, his movements are still gentle and careful.

He raised his head and looked at her: "Is it feeling better?"

She didn't have time to look back, and their eyes met, and they were both stunned. As their eyes crossed, something seemed to have changed, even the temperature in the air seemed to be rising.

Zhong Jiamu put down the things in his hands, stood up and almost hugged Xi Changchang, sweeping his breath on her neck.

Xi Changchang said: "You...what are you doing."

"What do you think I'm going to do?"

He got his key from behind Xi Changchang.

Through the bright orange light, Xi Changchang saw the playful smile on Zhong Jiamu's face: "Go to bed."

Xi Changchang blushed unexpectedly. Looking at Zhong Jiamu's back, she called out to him: "Hey, I..."

Zhong Jia Muai ignored him and walked into the room. With a bang, she was left with a closed door.

Xi Changchang touched his nose and was turned away for the first time in his life.

In fact, Xi Changchang wrote several drafts, but each time he just said a few words and then ran away under his boring and mocking eyes.

The longer they get along, the more Xi Changchang feels that Zhong Jiamu is like a ray of moonlight on the cliff, indifferent and aloof.

She knocked on the door several times in the past few days, and he always had an impatient expression.

So she wrote some trivial things on stickers one by one.

"It's very cold today, remember to wear more clothes." Draw a big crying face on the back.

"The company's food is so delicious." A big mouth was drooling from the back.

"Today my colleague next door complimented me on how nice my clothes are, hahaha." What follows is the posture of a typical villain who stands proudly in the wind.

"There is milk in the refrigerator, and you must drink it within the expiration date." Behind it was a blood-red knife.

On the door, on the TV, on the refrigerator, there are red and green notes everywhere.

He never paid attention to it, and she was happy with it.

Xi Changchang woke up early on purpose today, holding a large black leather bag with bulging contents in her hand. She walked out of the bedroom door and ran straight to the bathroom. Even though she knew no one would come in, she still locked the door and started tossing around.

A lot of cosmetics came out. These were high-quality cosmetics that she specially asked Wu Zi to secretly bring from the company. She started to practice there: "Toner? That's how it should be used... Let me take a look again. The eyebrows are painted flat."

Is it more attractive? And this and this..."

After Xi Changchang's hard work and a lot of cosmetics, a face that seemed brand new and perfect to Xi Changchang was born. He looked at his appearance in the mirror seriously: "Is this okay for going out? It should be.

OK."

Xi Changchang couldn't wait to take a photo and sent it to her best friend Jiaming. She also specially used beauty makeup and attached a message: Sister counterattacked, please like it.

After receiving the photo, Lele spit out a sip of coffee as soon as she took it into her mouth.

Whether this coffee is imported or freshly ground, the loss of this spoonful must be blamed on Xi Changchang, Jiaming thought.

Jiaming hurriedly wiped his table and mouth, patted the rag, and immediately sent a message back to Xi Changchang: Where are you? Send me the address."

A great figure in the makeup industry is still sitting here, and this little girl is actually going through such trouble. This is a pure insult to herself, and I can't bear it!

Jiaming put his crossbody bag on his back and rushed to the place where Xi Changchang came from.

"You've been in there for one hour and thirty-four minutes." Zhong Jiamu, who was outside the bathroom, looked at his watch and said expressionlessly to the people inside through the door.

Hearing Zhong Jiamu's voice, Xi Changchang immediately packed all kinds of expensive cosmetics into a black leather bag, snorted lightly, with an expression on his face that he wanted to be beaten, and said to Zhong Jiamu: "I'll give it to you."

You prepared a surprise."

"Surprise?" Zhong Jiamu's mouth curved, and his thin lips raised an unpredictable smile: "Then come out and let me take a look."

Then it was someone's solo show time, and he even came out with his own sound effects: "Dang dang dang dang..." Xi Changchang walked out, struck a pose, and then said to Zhong Jiamu with a smile: "How is it?

its not bad, right."

Looking at Xi Changchang's face in front of him, Zhong Jiamu was startled, and looked at Xi Changchang with a rather strange expression for a long time: "This surprise is really... unique..."

Xi Changchang was a little disappointed when he didn't see the expression he expected. He curled his lips and said, "You don't like it?"

This is actually the case...

My charming young lady, the future successor of the company doesn’t know how to wear makeup!

This fact once again shocked passers-by.

Usually when I go out, I just apply bb cream and a light layer of lip gloss before going out. This is the result of Jiaming training himself for a long time.

But today was different. It was Zhong Jiamu who took her out today. Xi Changchang felt that he had clearly asked her to set off Zhong Jiamu.

In order to prevent Zhong Jiamu's little fans from spraying her to death, Xi Changchang decided to clean up herself, at least go out in a more glamorous manner, and not look like Zhong Jiamu's nanny assistant.

She said she didn't want to embarrass herself? A trace of unknown emotion flashed across Zhong Jiamu's face, but it was just a little bit, fleeting, and the expression on his face remained unchanged. He moved his cold control: "Well, actually it's quite

good."

Xi Changchang grinned like a primary school student who was praised by the teacher. She raised her hair confidently: "Let me just say, after all, my father is also the chairman of a cosmetics company."

Seeing the proud look on her face, Zhong Jiamu twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but add: "But you look ugly like this."

At this time, Xi Changchang's face was as white as a layer of paint, and his neck and body were completely different. His lipstick was painted in a curved shape, and because it was too thick, he looked like a vampire who had just finished sucking blood. His eyebrows were

The painting is thick and black, and it looks like the seaweed eyebrows in Angry Birds.

I don’t know why her aesthetics are like this. In short, it makes people panic when looking at it, but it is very big and smooth.

The result that Xi Changchang had spent so much effort to produce was evaluated like this by Zhong Jiamu. His anger boiled over, and his face immediately turned into a black iron plate. He glared at Zhong Jiamu and gritted his teeth.

Said: "Zhong Jiamu, try saying it again."

Zhong Jiamu's answer was still one word: "Ugly." It seemed that he was wasting his voice by saying too much. One word, simple and crude.

Xi Changchang changed from an angry expression just now to a heartbroken expression: "I've been toiling for you for a long time, doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"You know you are a handicapped gangster, so you still go to such trouble. You deserve it."

"Zhong Jiamu! If you dare, stop and don't run away." Xi Changchang stared at Zhong Jiamu with eyes as sharp as the tip of a knife.

"Run? Haha, you are thinking too much."

There is no word "run" in his dictionary.

Xi Changchang saw the momentum and was about to hit Zhong Jiamu. Unexpectedly, she tripped on the corner of the coffee table and fell backward. She was not agile in nature, so she simply closed her eyes and waited for the pain to come.

.

But there was no pain as he expected. Only then did he realize that someone had made a cushion for Xi Changchang before he lay on the ground.

"Okay, okay, it's okay." Xi Changchang breathed a sigh of relief and touched his chest with his hand.

But Xi Changchang always felt that something was wrong. She looked down and then she realized what she was doing and her eyes widened: "Zhong... Zhong Jiamu, where did you put your hand...?"

Zhong Jiamu, who had almost subconsciously saved Xi Changchang just now, heard what she said and looked down at his hands.

He put his hand on Xi Changchang's... chest. Realizing this, Zhong Jiamu's face turned as red as a red pepper. He couldn't take his hand away, and it wouldn't be good if he didn't take it away.

Zhong Jiamu stuttered rarely: "Yes...I'm sorry."

Xi Changchang was angry and funny, and said to him angrily: "Then let go of your hand."

"Ah? Oh..." Zhong Jiamu was already stunned when he reacted. Now he found that the two of them were still lying on the ground in the same position. What if outsiders saw this?

"ding dong"

The doorbell rang.

Xi Changchang pushed away Zhong Jiamu, who was still stunned, and quickly jumped up from the ground: "I...I'll open the door."

Should it be so embarrassing? Xi Changchang thought as he opened the door.

When Xi Changchang saw those 18-centimeter high heels, he knew it must be Jiaming. When Jiaming saw that the person who opened the door was Xi Changchang, he pushed Xi Changchang away and walked into the living room unceremoniously:

"I said Xi Changchang, you treat my best friend as a decoration?"

She sloppily walked to the sofa, lay down on it, took out her mirror and started to touch up her makeup.

Just as Xi Changchang was about to say something, Jiaming saw a man standing in the corner through his mirror.

Jiaming was startled and immediately stood up from the sofa. With a smile on her face, she asked, "Excuse me, this is not your home, right?" If this was the home of this handsome man, then she

Isn't it very rude?

Jiaming never takes the initiative to cause trouble, especially with handsome guys.

It's a pity that Zhong Jiamu's next words were: "It doesn't matter, just treat it as your own home."

Jiaming suddenly felt like crying. This was really his home! When he thought about his behavior and Lele just now, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. It was so embarrassing, but this handsome guy was really a gentleman, and he didn't mind him.

the behavior of.

Jiaming stepped forward to strike up a conversation, and Xi Changchang knew that this was her usual style.

"What's the handsome guy's name? What does he do? Does he have a girlfriend? This year..."

"Okay, okay, if you have this free time, you might as well come and clean it up for me quickly." Xi Changchang looked at Zhong Jiamu's gloomy face, interrupted Jiaming, "Let's go, let's go." Then he put on a look of infatuation.

Jiaming dragged her to the dressing table in the bathroom.

Zhong Jiamu looked at Xi Changchang and shook his head.

Jiaming skillfully opened his bag and took out a lot of things that Xi Changchang couldn't recognize. With a look of disgust on his face, he finished removing Xi Changchang's makeup and started to reapply her makeup.

While Jiaming was putting makeup on her, he said to Xi Changchang with an envious look on his face: "I said you can do it, but where is another extremely handsome guy?"

Xi Changchang glared at Jiaming: "What are you talking about? He is just the younger brother of the male god. He has just returned to China. I will only take care of him for a few days."

Jiaming showed a clear expression: "That's it, then you can introduce it to me another day. I will invite you to watch more movies in the future."

Xi Changchang refused almost without thinking. "No, he is a weirdo. You'd better stay away from him."

Xi Changchang didn't want the two of them to get to know each other. He didn't know why, but he felt itchy in his heart, but Xi Changchang did not lie to Jiaming. Zhong Jiamu was a weirdo.

Zhong Jiamu looked at his watch habitually. He was almost impatient with waiting. He thought that taking a woman out would be troublesome.

When he was considering whether to leave her alone and leave first, the door opened with a click from the inside, and Xi Changchang walked out, rubbing his hair irritably: "Is this okay?"

Zhong Jiamu originally just glanced at Xi Changchang accidentally and found that Jiaming's makeup skills were indeed very good. She knew how to cover up the shortcomings of a face and then highlight the advantages, just like Xi Changchang's graffiti.

no the same.

Xi Changchang's eyelashes were trimmed long and drooped, leaving a light shadow on her face. Her eyebrows were made very special, thin and long, like a crescent moon in the sky on a summer night.

, the whole person seems more energetic.

Xi Changchang, how dare you question Jiaming's skills? Jiaming shot Xi Changchang with a glare and glanced at her, "You can't question my ability."

Just as the two were bickering, Zhong Jiamu's driver called him: "They say everything is ready for the lecture and the car is ready. Can we leave?"

"Hey, I'm leaving." He called Xi Changchang.

"Then Lele, please go back quickly. I'll contact you when you're done." Without any intention of leaving Jiaming behind, Xi Changchang pushed her outside.