After Nan Yue entered the cloakroom, she hung the dress on the rack first, and then began to look at the jewelry, clothes and cosmetics. She felt that when Ning Xin pretended to be Qin Ning, her appearance could be the same, but her habits would definitely be different. So she had to record these first and go back to compare them.
She believed that there must be a flaw, and this counterfeit product would be exposed.
So Nan Yue first turned off the recording of the phone, entered the camera mode, and began to take pictures of clothes, hats, bags, cosmetics and so on.
She was so engrossed in taking pictures that she didn't know that there was already a person standing behind her.
When Ning Xin came in, she leaned against the door, her eyes glistening with sternness.
"Well, I remember it was reported that sister Zimo didn't like this brand. Now she actually bought so many skin care products of this brand, hum! It's fake at first glance." Nan Yue said to herself.
Ning Xin squinted her eyes slightly, pulled her lips upwards, and walked slowly towards Nan Yue step by step. When she stopped behind Nan Yue, she suddenly stretched out her hand towards Nan Yue's neck...
"Nan Yue, what's fake?" Ning Xin asked.
Duang!
Nan Yue was so frightened that her phone fell to the ground, she was not in the right state, she turned her head and stared blankly at Ning Xin, only to find that Ning Xin's hand was on her neck, making a movement to pinch her.
Almost subconsciously, Nan Yue covered her mouth, let out an ah, then came back to her senses, shook her head again and again and said: "No, I'm talking about this cosmetic, I... I mean it can't be fake."
Ning Xin didn't take back her hand. On the contrary, she touched Nan Yue's face again with a half-smile. Her slender fingers stroked Nan Yue's cheek back and forth. Her eyes were dim and unclear, making it impossible to see her true intentions.
"Sister Zimo, are you, are you okay?" Nan Yue asked nervously, clutching her chest.
Ning Xin pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Theoretically, I'm fine. Nan Yue, do you want me to be fine? Do you think I should be fine?"
"No, no! Sister Zimo wants to be happy every day." Nan Yue nodded.
"Well, if there are real things around me, I should be happier!" Ning Xin squeezed Nan Yue's chin, and suddenly put her head next to her ear, and said in a cold voice, "But, what am I? Too much hypocrisy. Maybe even myself. Do you believe it?"
Of course Nan Yue believed it, but she didn't have any evidence now, so she didn't dare to say no in front of Ning Xin, she still had the desire to survive, she was not a fool.
"Are you kidding me? How could Sister Zimo be a fake? You are the most beautiful and cutest. You are the best in the whole network." Nan Yue laughed.
Ning Xin let go of Nan Yue, looked at Nan Yue deeply, and said slowly: "Well, I hope you really think so."
After finishing speaking, Ning Xin suddenly smiled again, and snapped her fingers at Nan Yue, "Okay, let's go out for coffee after putting away the things. The coffee I bought should be more suitable for you."
With the desire to survive here, Nan Yue must not dare to drink coffee with Ning Xin. She pursed her lips, waved her hand and said, "I'm an aunt today, it's not convenient to drink coffee, thank you Zimo for your kindness."
Ning Xin curled up her lips, showing a disappointed expression on purpose, "It's a pity if this is the case. I thought you would like to drink coffee with me. Forget it, if you don't like it, then don't drink it. Next time you have coffee We have a chance to have dinner together, how about the steak? I prefer to eat with blood, and I believe you will like it too."