Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

Ruan Luoxi felt that his lung was about to explode. Why did Jiang Fanxing go so far.

Didn't she know that other people would be sad when she said these words?

"I'm beautiful." Ruan Luoxi wormed his mouth and corrected Jiang Fanxing.

"But that's exactly the way it is. It's the way to tell the truth, isn't it? Beautiful as you, I can't get my husband after 20 years of hard work. What does that mean? "

"Shut up Ruan Luoxi was very flustered and didn't know what to do.

But she knew that what Jiang Fanxing said would be unacceptable to her.

"You seem to understand." Jiang Fanxing let her go and went back to the stool.

With a slow smile, "it's not that I hit you, it's just that."

Ruan Luoxi clenches his fists and looks at Jiang Fanxing resentfully.

She wanted to tell her.

No matter how beautiful she is, how good she is, how hard she works.

Huo Hanxiao will not fall in love with her for 20 years, and will not fall in love with her in the future.

I'll never fall in love with her.

"What are you showing off to me! When you are old, he will abandon you, too! " Ruan Luoxi is not willing to roar.

"When I'm old, so is he."

Jiang Fanxing didn't care, "I got his young body, old When you're old, just give up. It just so happens that I can dance square dance with other fresh meat. And he can only sit alone in a wheelchair, sighing

Ruan Luoxi, " There will be young girls after them

"Oh, that's better. I do my square dance. He has young girls to serve him. Ah! It's perfect

Ruan Luoxi, "this really should let Han Xiao listen to it, let him see what kind of woman you are!"

"He heard it."

"What?"

Jiang Fanxing pointed to her back and said, "look back."

Ruan Luoxi was even more stiff. He stood in the same place and did not dare to look back.

Staring at Jiang Fanxing viciously, "you are so mean!"

"Mean I can't help it. My husband just likes me to be mean. Is that right, husband? "

"Well."

Huo Hanxiao strides over with the make-up box from Ruan Qing.

The dim yellow light in the washroom falls on his God, and falls on his handsome and extraordinary facial features. He strides forward with calm temperament and extraordinary dignity.

Ruan Luoxi is a little dementia.

Huo Hanxiao stops in front of Jiang Fanxing and puts the make-up box on the console.

Take out makeup remover and cotton pad.

"Is that it?" He asked.

Jiang Fanxing took a look and nodded, "yes, it's OK." Huo Hanxiao chuckled, as if he didn't exist in Ruan Luoxi at all.

It's completely ignored.

After Huo Hanxiao came in, he didn't look at himself.

Is she the air?

Why did he do this to her!

"Don't move. It's in your eyes."

"but I have to unload my eyes, too. I painted eye shadow." Jiang Fanxing pointed to the eye shadow on his eyelids and said with a beep.

"What do good eyes do with all this mess?" Huo Hanxiao looked at the color on her eyelids, a little puzzled.

"You know what it is, so that the eyes are more vivid and attractive!"

"No, I'm already fascinated." Huo Hanxiao squeezed a little makeup remover on the cotton pad, "lift your face."

Jiang Fanxing raised his face, "lighter, a little painful."

"Did it hurt before I tried?"

"Well, it hurts."

Huo Han Xiao glanced at her with a deep look. "Don't move when you say that. It'll hurt again later."

"Then I won't hurt if you keep it light!"

"Easy, you're not happy again."

"No way!"

Ruan Luoxi covered his chest, cried tears from the corner of his eyes, took two steps on his hind legs, and turned to leave.

Huo Hanxiao's neglect made her breath falter and hurt badly.

Neglect is his best return.