Nanyue went up to the second floor of the hotel and came out of the elevator. She saw Mo Lvlv carrying a new makeup box. She looked at the elevator nervously. When she saw her, she was relieved.

"The new makeup artist will arrive a little late, so no one has come down yet. Let's go first."

As like as two peas of green green whispers were finished, the next time I thought of it, I said, "the makeup box is quite complete. It's exactly the same as before."

"Well," Nam Yueh said, taking the makeup box and the thermos with hot water from her hand, "go and buy breakfast. Just three."

"Ah? Three? " Mo Lvlv subconsciously thought, shouldn't he have to buy one for Wei Jun?

After all, the person who came to deliver cosmetics certainly didn't need to get up so early.

Nanyue said, "sister Tao bought it yesterday. Naturally, I have to return it today."

"Oh, oh." Mo Lvlv nodded, held down the elevator and went straight in.

Nanyue went to put down the dressing box. Instead of opening it in a hurry, he went to the bathroom first, washed and dried the disposable coffee paper cup, and then put it on the dressing table.

As soon as he sat down, someone came and knocked on the door.

"Good morning," said Liang Mo, who looked at her and walked in two steps. "I heard all about yesterday. I just started making up at 6:30. I can help you borrow your cosmetics."

"Good morning," Nan Yue said, opening the cosmetic box at hand. "Thank you for your kindness, but a friend sent me a spare one. I should have nothing missing."

Seeing her brand-new makeup box, Liang Moyuan was stunned and almost thought that the bad makeup box yesterday was fake.

But on closer inspection, I found that all the things in it were newly bought and unopened. Obviously, it was another spare one.

So why did he get up so early? It's not good to go back to sleep now.

"That's good," Liang Moyuan thought a little, "you change it. I'll read the script. I won't bother you."

"Well, see you later." Nanyue nodded politely, watched him go out and took the door with him. Then he drank slowly and turned over his mobile phone. He planned to have a good breakfast and then start making up.

Tao Siying didn't come down until about six o'clock. When he saw the makeup box in South Vietnam, he was also surprised, and then he looked like a sudden enlightenment.

"No wonder you weren't in a hurry yesterday. There was a spare. It seems that you really like make-up in South Vietnam. "

Nanyue smiled, nodded and handed over another breakfast: "I bought it ten minutes ago. It's still hot. Sister Tao, eat quickly."

"Ah, thanks." Tao Siying probably had a bad appetite and asked the assistant to take it out without eating anything.

The new makeup artist is a woman in her 40s. She doesn't smile. It's the same attitude as Tao Siying.

Nan Yue felt the increasingly heavy low pressure of Tao Siying around him, picked his eyebrows, and then put on his makeup.

At 7:30, he set out on time for the set. The sun was just about to rise, and South Vietnam took a picture.

Then I found another photo from the album, which was uploaded to the microblog with the word "good morning", and simply sent a microblog.

That photo, of course, was taken in the ancient town. The light is just right. In half light and half darkness, the pull latte tastes quiet and good.

This good morning is especially said to someone. He should be able to understand it.

But Sheng Jingheng didn't understand. Nanyue didn't ask. At lunch, he found that the other two understood first.

@Ling Hao: sister Nan, coffee is not something you can drink if you want [hee hee] @ Li Meijun: the more you want to drink coffee?