Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

Anyway, it's better to paint something, even if it's just lipstick, with a face that looks gray and yellow after I don't know how long I haven't taken care of, than not painting anything.

Fortunately, the original owner is not a complete housewife, because he has to give some reasons for the mess from time to time; When Hua Canling was packing her things, she also found some unopened and expired cosmetics.

Just right, use these cosmetics to save the emergency.

It took five minutes to make a face to the owner's face. Fortunately, the original owner's foundation was good. The dark yellow complexion was covered with liquid foundation. Then lipstick was added, basically restoring some bright colors.

"Bell..."

There's a call.

Fortunately, there are no people here. Otherwise, when you eat in such a high-end place, you still call with an elderly machine that even the elderly don't use. Then others look at her not strangely, but at monsters.

At this time, at this point, the adult family won't look for her.

I'll find her——

Needless to say, it's su Qihai who waited for her for a long time.

I was supposed to see you in an hour, but three hours later, she hurried to.

Blame the intermediary company for explaining a little too much. Although the formalities were fully represented by the intermediary company, it still took some time.

As a result, she delayed the meeting and dinner time again and again. Now it's more than two o'clock in the afternoon. She feels hungry. She doesn't know Su Qihai?

Or, the restaurant seems to have finished lunch

"Do you need me to pick you up?" Su Qihai's voice came from the microphone.

"I've reached the door. I'm so sorry."

Hua Canling hurriedly said.

"As long as you will come, I will be happy to wait here all my life."

Su Qihai smiled.

No impatience?

Maybe it's true love?

Hua Canling's face is not shy.

She was completely exempted from service because she had only one star in her heart. No matter how excellent other men were, she didn't catch a cold.

First, this is just a task world. How could she fall in love with the people in the task world;

Second, she only came for Xingyu in this life. All she did was to revive Xingyu and complete his lost soul.

"How dare I... Mr. Su, the favored son of heaven, be dragged down by yesterday's yellow flowers like me."

Hua Canling replied with a smile, in a soft or hard tone.

Since people are good men, she will not hang each other. Although she asks for help from him, she doesn't want him to misunderstand that she likes him and is willing to be ambiguous with him.

Asking for help and liking are two different things.

However, many women or men will screw up these two things.

When Hua Canling, led by the waiter, entered the box and faced the deep eyes, his heart immediately got a pimple.

Lie down!

What's going on?

Why does this man look like Yun Zuiyan!

Mingming!

The memory of the original owner

At this time, she found that Su Qihai, whether in the memory of the original owner or in front of her eyes, was like Yun Zuiyan!

No wonder in her memory, she felt that Su always looked familiar. It turned out that

"I'm so sorry to have made president Su wait for nearly three hours."

She repressed the shock and held out her hand.