Chapter 71: You're so sassy
"Don't make trouble," the other party said softly, and his voice was like a low tone played by a guzheng master, pleasant and intoxicating.
It's just that the things that are done are not so intoxicating.
Zhang Qian found that her eyelids were torn off, accompanied by a slight pain, and then the double eyelid patches were torn off.
That's right, the double eyelids, torn off.
She can now fully imagine that she has all her makeup, her double eyelids are torn, and she looks like a flower cat.
I can't stand it anymore. Can you endure the hatred of ruining makeup?
Zhang Qian took advantage of the other party's efforts to study the torn off double eyelid stickers, and suddenly pulled out the hand that was clamped, and then bent down and slipped out from the other party's side, walked to a safe distance, and then pointed to his nose and scolded bitterly: "Are you sick? Isn't it good to be a good person? Why do you want to be a dead pervert!"
After Zhang Qian finished scolding, she was ready to blow up the business and even fight with that person.
Unexpectedly, the man just blinked in confusion, his thrush furrowed slightly, and then said softly: "I am twenty-two years old, my family is rich, I am healthy, and if I have everything, I am not sick." Why do you put so much mess on your face? Wrap duct tape around your eyes. It's not good for the face, and it's not good-looking. You look good at a thirteen-year-old girl, but she looks like she is nineteen. ”
Although the other party's tone was soft, Zhang Qian always felt that his voiceover was: I don't think I'm sick, you are sick.
But if he said that he was scolding, his tone was clear and gentle and polite, and even revealed a little grievance.
Zhang Qian is extremely face-controlled, and she can't see the beauty frowning. Seeing that the other party's sword eyebrows were slightly condensed, a touch of guilt rose in her heart, reflecting on whether she shouldn't scold others.
It's just that I haven't come up with a reason yet, so I spoke again about convenience.
"You're only thirteen, don't wear high heels, your bones will be deformed. ”
When Zhang Qian heard this, she thought of her cat-like makeup and the double eyelid stickers that were ruthlessly torn off, and a sense of foreboding surged in her heart, and she hurriedly took two steps back.
However, there is no use for eggs.
She hadn't even seen what the other was doing, and then she saw that she was already standing barefoot on the ground.
Zhang Qian "......" Nima, this person, how can she think that he is a devil? Is the devil so terrible?
She gritted her teeth and said word by word: "Big brother, you are so sassy!"
Isn't that just a sass!
With this one face, people knew that they were Zhang Qian, knew that they were thirteen years old, and successfully ruined their makeup and made themselves barefoot.
And he didn't know anything except that he knew that the other party was a person sent by a noble lady. was even crushed into slag, and he couldn't even touch a piece of other people's clothes.
It's too aggrieved, MMP, this business, I don't want to do it.
The man seemed to be stunned by her words, and only after a while did he speak very seriously and slowly: "Girls should speak civilly, that word, is that a child like you supposed to say?"
Zhang Qian thought for a while before she figured out what the word he said was, and then replied with a smile: "What word? ”
After speaking, she looked at the other party's picturesque face with a complicated expression as if the paint had been knocked over, and continued: "Beauty, don't look at me like this, I'm telling the truth." Look at your little black umbrella, little black gloves, little black necklace, and that black heart, isn't it fresh and incomparable. ”