Chapter 112 Dress Up
Xia Hansheng hesitated for a moment before asking, "I wear this?"

"Yes. It's easy to catch a cold if you wear wet clothes."

Xia Hansheng was a little confused.

Even though she had never worn clothes worth more than 100 yuan before she met Song Yihan, at least there was nothing wrong with the style, and she looked like a young and beautiful girl anyway.

But think about it, if the style is ugly, it's better than catching a cold, so let's pretend to be ugly.

She took her clothes and went to another bedroom to change.After changing, I simply matched the suit, pulled the ponytail a little lower, and tied it loosely behind the head, making it look more rustic.

When he came out after changing his clothes, he found that Song Yihan had also changed a set of clothes himself, a pair of khaki slacks that looked old and had some unknown marks, and an outdated Polo shirt that looked like an uncle. There was a disheveled jacket.

Simply.

So when he was sitting on the sofa and she only saw his back, she almost thought that a stranger had come to the house.

Song Yihan casually threw something to her, she caught it and saw that it was a bottle of foundation.

The color is darker, is this the color used by Indians?
Xia Hansheng curled his lips, and when he took a closer look, he realized that Song Yihan's complexion was also darker today - it seemed that he had already put on this foundation.

Oh, this is deliberately disguised.

She took it, took off the makeup on her face, and then applied this dark foundation cream.

Sure enough, one white covers all ugliness, after covering the original skin color, it looks much uglier.

Standing in front of him, Xia Hansheng felt that they looked like brothers and sisters of migrant workers who went to work in the city.

Wait, she suddenly realized that Song Yihan was sitting on the sofa at the moment.

In the sofa!
I don't know where to throw the wheelchair.

This is?

She looked at Song Yihan in a daze, and then the guy slowly got up from the sofa, stood up, and walked up to Xia Hansheng.

Every time he stood up, she reflexively wanted to hide!Because usually as long as he stood up, he would either pick her up and throw her on the bed or into the bathtub, and then toss her to the point of exhaustion.

So now, when he walks over, he takes a step, Xia Hansheng takes a step back, he won't be...

She had already retreated to the corner, there was no way to retreat, and then Song Yihan pulled her wrist, "Let's go, didn't you say you are going to the playground?"

Oh yes, go to the playground.

Xia Hansheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Yihan took her hand and walked out. Even though they were dressed so low-key, the two of them put on peaked caps and lowered the brim of the hats. Song Yihan also wore a pair of black-rimmed plain glasses on the bridge of his nose. It's really not like the usual him at all.

I don't know if it's because of his previous experience as an actor, but he really has two skills when it comes to disguises.

After going out, they didn't take Lao He's car anymore, but stopped a taxi outside and took a taxi to the playground.

It had just rained outside, and there was a fresh smell of plants and earth in the amusement park.The air is humid, and occasionally a little rain falls on the face, which is cool.

The Ferris wheel rotates slowly in mid-air high and high. How old were you when you were young?She can't remember exactly, but she has a vague impression that her mother took her to the amusement park, and that was the only time she went to the amusement park.

Mom said that the higher the place, the closer to heaven.

(End of this chapter)

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