Chapter 428

The room is quiet.

Yang An'an is on pins and needles outside.

She doesn't even have to brush her cell phone.

So, can only lean on the sofa in a daze.

Boring, in addition to boredom or boredom.

Seeing this going on, Yang An'an got up again and went to the door, "Yu se, are you hungry? I'll go to the kitchen to cook for you. What do you want to eat?"

Yang An'an's ear was close to the door, and she wanted to hear the metaphor. However, it was quiet inside. She couldn't hear anything.

Just do not know whether to go to cook when, metaphor color of the door suddenly opened, a mobile phone handed her, "Ann, Auntie's information, ask you when to go home, you go back."

Ann's mother must be thinking about Yang An'an now. She is ill. Therefore, Yu se decides to let Yang An'an go home. Yang'an'an should accompany her mother more than her.

"You Did you return my cell phone? " Yang an didn't believe that he took the phone and opened the screen. It was really his own mobile phone. The metaphor was returned to him.

"Well, go back and don't let your mother wait for you too long."

"But..." Yang An'an is more worried when he looks at the metaphor that has been plain. He spent more than an hour on the modeling. As a result, he has been washed away by the metaphor and has returned to the original color.

Yu se grinned, "why look at me with that kind of eyes? I'm ok. Go ahead and send me a message when I get home."

"Metaphor of color..." Although Yang An'an saw the simile smile, it was more ugly than crying.

"I contacted him. He will come over at night. He won't be engaged to Mei Yuqiu, so you can rest assured."

"Because Yao gave me back my mobile phone When Yang An'an heard this, he was relieved.

Yes, the only one who can really solve the problem is mo Jingyao.

As long as Mo Jingyao comes forward, the heart knot of metaphor will be solved.

It's better for Yu se to ask about the past by herself, which is better than her making a small report.

"Well, go ahead." She nodded.

"So I really went home?" Yang An'an has seen the information sent to her by her mother in her mobile phone, and wrapped her favorite steamed stuffed dumplings with shepherd's purse.

"Go back and tell my uncle and aunt that I will visit them some other day."

"Well, well, this must be brought to you. Besides, you can't talk about it casually. If you want to see my parents, you should really go to see it. Otherwise, I have a problem."

"Good." Yu se nodded. From the time she knew the condition of An'an mother, it was often the nature to go to see An'an mother.

"Then I'm really going. Are you sure you're ok here?" Yang An'an, however, still takes a look at metaphor.

"Sure and sure." Metaphorical smile, now the smile has become more natural.

Yang An'an was relieved to leave.

Yu se watched Yang An'an enter the elevator, closed the door for a long time, and then returned to his room.

Take a shower.

She just wanted to take a shower.

As a result, standing under the flowers, she felt that all the mirrors around her were Mo Jingyao.

Every time she took a shower, he could get in.

Then, she completely left herself to him.

It's just that the result is not complete.

Yes, not completely.

Like her own definition, she has never been a real woman.

I don't know how long she flushed. When she felt that the water in the shower room was too heavy and she had some difficulty breathing, she walked out of the bathroom with her slippers and sat down in front of the dresser.

In fact, she's really pretty in the mirror.

However, she clearly exposed all her shortcomings.

She is too thin.

The thin upper wall is like an airport.

Yu se looked at it, took the mobile phone, and then ordered something online.

Papaya.

It's the one delivered to the door.

She needs papaya to make up for it.

After ordering papaya, immediately search for papaya on the Internet.

Eat raw.

Make soup.

Make porridge.

Anyway, all kinds of eating.

Half an hour after receiving papaya, Yu se went into the kitchen and began to cook soup.

Today is soup, tomorrow is raw, the day after tomorrow is porridge.

The soup is cooked, then two dishes are fried, and then they are served on the table.

A person, quietly opened to eat.

All of a sudden, some want to wish Xu, tomorrow or Zhu Xu back, with Zhu Xu accompany her very good, at least not to let her always think.

It's more than seven.

Mo Jingyao did not come back.

She was glad that she had only cooked her own food.If he doesn't come back, why should she cook his food? She doesn't want it.

Love doesn't come back.

If he doesn't come back, she lives by herself.

Just why do you think so, the eyes are all sour.

Yang an must not know that she has never contacted Mo Jingyao before, and Mo Jingyao has never said that he will come back tonight

Continue to shower.

She's obsessed with taking a shower.

Just this time, it's cold water.

The goose bumps all over her body, but she likes such a sober moment.

It's nice to be awake.

washed and went out. Love opened the favorite and the most expensive bottle of perfume that the shopkeeper gave her and gently sprayed it on her body.

From head to toe, every inch does not fall.

Then, it's your make-up.

Recalling Chen Hao's technique in memory, she gradually changed it.

It's slow.

But she's not afraid to be slow.

The most she has now is time.

lip line, eyeliner, every detail is improving.

Never done before, but this moment because of the seriousness, also become simple.

Chen Hao put on more than an hour's make-up for her, and it took her more than two hours to make up.

Not very satisfied, but not bad.

Take a picture of yourself with a mobile phone, and then send it to the circle of friends, "the first time you make up, you will become a little successful, not for those who like yourself, but for yourself."

Enter this line of text quickly and send it. It takes only half a minute.

At the end of the random delivery, Yu se got up and took the small bag containing the sexy underwear.

Open.

Seven sets are arranged on the bed one by one.

After looking at it again and again, she finally chose a bright red one and compared it on her body.

In fact, each set is good-looking, but her subconscious is that the red is more festive.

When she met Mo Jingyao for the first time, she was dressed in wedding clothes, and the bride was happy.

It's just that wedding dress, also a shroud

The small T-shaped inside looks like it's covered, but it's not covered at all.

No matter how she adjusted, it couldn't be covered.

It's not covered.

The one on the top is actually a layer of tulle, which gives people a vague feeling when wearing it.

A sense of shame permeated my mind