Yuluo's hand stretched out finally didn't have the courage to push away the fog on the mirror. She forgot how long it had been since she looked in the mirror. She was afraid that she would see the self who was extremely despised by her brother and who was hated by everyone.
Nie Shaotang said sarcastic words, but he was worried that something might happen to Yuluo. When he came to his senses, he had followed her into the women's bathroom.
The little woman in front of the mirror was crying like tears. He couldn't help but walk forward, hugged her in his arms, and be careful.
"Well, you know you are ugly, so why are you crying? You're so ugly!"
When Yu Luo heard this, tears surging even harder. He tried to struggle, but he held the back of his head tightly and pressed on his chest. The powerful heartbeat was passed to her ears through the thin clothes.
inside.
"Didn't you ask me what richard means in English?"
Nie Shaotang's words came from the top of his head in a depressed manner.
Yuluo stopped sobbing, raised his head and looked at him foolishly.
Nie Shaotang slid his hair a little irritated, his tone a little uncomfortable.
“she is so beautiful.”
"richard is the most famous stylist in the world. He has seen countless beauties. He said, you are very beautiful."
Yuluo's face turned red and he twisted his body uneasy.
Nie Shaotang sighed, held her shoulders, and let her eyes look at him without hesitation.
"Believe me, you're beautiful."
Yuluo's nose wrinkled. From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever said that she was very beautiful, but the man in front of her told her so firmly that she was very beautiful.
She didn't believe it. He was a playboy in the game. He was naturally the most proficient in sweet words. She was not that stupid.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Nie Shaotang was pushed away by Yu Luo, and his face suddenly became cold.
Yuluo turned around and said, "If it's okay, I, I want to go back first."
Nie Shaotang was very angry. What does this woman mean? Is it so uncomfortable to be with him?
He looked at her with his back to him, and his luxurious dress and exquisite and noble slim-belt high heels on his feet were perfect. No wonder even richard, who had seen countless people, praised her.
And she doesn't belong to him!
When I spoke again, my tone had become lazy and cynical.
"etc."
"Is there anything wrong?"
Yuluo tried to calm his tone.
Nie Shaotang looked her up and down without any warmth, and pointed his hand at the clothes on her body and shoes on her feet.