Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Xi Changchang woke up early on purpose today, holding a small 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 then tossed out the door.

She bought a lot of cosmetics. These were high-quality cosmetics that she specially asked Xiaoya to secretly bring from the company. She started practicing 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 assistant Xiaoya. She also specially used beauty makeup and attached a message: Sister counterattacked, please like it.

Xiaoya, who received the photo, spit out a sip of coffee as soon as she took a sip of coffee in her mouth.

Whether this coffee is imported or freshly ground, the loss of this spoonful must be counted on Xi Changchang's head, Xiaoya thought this way.

After hurriedly wiping her table and mouth, Xiaoya slapped 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 naked insult to herself, and I can't bear it!

Xiaoya put her crossbody bag on her 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 small black leather bag, snorted lightly, with an expression on his face that he wanted to be beaten, and replied 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 Xiaoya training herself 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 with spit, 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 used 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. It was the same color as his neck and body. His lipstick was painted in a curved shape. Because it was too thick, he looked like a vampire who had just finished sucking blood. His eyebrows were even darker.

The painting is thick and black, which is similar to 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 her, but she is very characteristic of Xi Changchang.

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 before he lay on the ground, someone had made a human cushion for Xi Changchang.

"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.