Fu Jin married: Qing Dynasty first brother asked not to flirt

Chapter 978 Journey to Modern Times 2
Chapter 989

What Ye Lin said was very mysterious, but Tong Jiaqi felt that she didn't seem to be interested.

"Why don't you say anything? I heard that the mutton in the copper pot is very popular. I've made a reservation and come to pick you up." Seeing that Tong Jiaqi didn't speak, Ye Lin said to herself.

"Boiled mutton?" Tong Jiaqi turned her slightly dull eyes, and then came back to her senses, "Well, good."

After hanging up the phone, Tong Jiaqi got up from her bed, stepped on her slippers and walked towards the bathroom.

Electric lights, mirrors and other things made Tong Jiaqi very dazed for a moment. This world is really good and convenient, but why did I miss the wooden house that needed candles and lanterns and copper mirrors so much.

There was warm water in the faucet, and she washed her face with facial cleanser before returning to the bedroom and starting to tidy up.

With flaxen short hair on top of his head, looking at himself in front of the dressing table, his face was pale and his eyes were red and swollen. After all, this appearance was a little more refined than that of himself in the Qing Dynasty.

There were all kinds of brand-name cosmetics and skin care products on the table. Tong Jiaqi hesitated for a moment, then reached out to pick up the liquid foundation and began to apply makeup on herself.

These familiar steps seemed very strange for a moment, and she couldn't remember how to use these things.

But by coincidence, my fingers were flying with the brush on my face, and soon, a delicate makeup appeared.

Looking at the bright lipstick on her mouth, a man's voice sounded in Tong Jiaqi's mind, "Fu Jin doesn't need lip gloss, this small mouth is very attractive."

But in a trance, the voice disappeared.

She thought about it, and took a cotton pad to sip off the lipstick a little, leaving only a little bit of color. It really seemed better.

Thinking of the phone again, Tong Jiaqi looked at her red and swollen eyes, and then sighed helplessly.

"Go downstairs, hurry up, or there will be a traffic jam later." Ye Lin's voice sounded on the other end of the phone, very impatient.

"Got it, got it." Tong Jiaqi responded unhurriedly, and then went downstairs with her small leather bag on her shoulders.

A white car was parked at the gate of the community, very conspicuous. When Tong Jiaqi came out, he started to honk his horn.

Tong Jiaqi got into the car, sat in the co-pilot, and was in a daze.

Ye Lin looked at the maroon red cheongsam on her body, and was stunned for a moment, then she couldn't help asking, "What the hell are you thinking? Well, why do you still want to wear a cheongsam?"

"You don't care about me, you have to drive your own car." Tong Jiaqi turned her head to look at Ye Lin, and then said angrily.

Seeing that Tong Jiaqi's eyes were red and swollen, Ye Lin wanted to ask what's wrong, but on second thought, it would be better to go to the hotpot restaurant first, otherwise there would be severe traffic jams later.

Along the way, the speed was only 60, but Tong Jiaqi felt that it was already very fast.

That's right, the previous means of transportation were sedan chairs and horse-drawn carriages. How could such a car run so fast and smoothly? She looked left and right, feeling so empty in her heart.

Ye Lin finally noticed Tong Jiaqi's abnormality, and while driving the car, she said with a smile, "What's the matter with you, I haven't seen you for two days, why do you look like a different person?"

"No, no, don't talk nonsense." Tong Jiaqi was taken aback for a moment, and then said softly, with a somewhat complaining tone.

This time, Ye Lin was even more sure that Tong Jiaqi was stimulated.

(End of this chapter)