Yu Zhaohua thought as he sent a lotus cake to his mouth.

I don't know what kind of filling is held in the puff pastry, and it's sweet and greasy. Yu Zhaohua finally swallowed it, and took a big sip of tea to ease up.

The play on the stage was just right, Xiao Tang looked at the stage with tears in her eyes, and she couldn't even bother to wipe her tears, so she couldn't let the pastry chef add it.

After listening to the play in the clouds, Lou Yan still wanted to take Yu Zhaohua to eat something together.

But Yu Zhaohua immediately waved his hand and pointed to the food box that was already only left: "Look at it, I have eaten all the pastries in a box, so where is my stomach now?"

Let's go back to our own homes and find our own mothers. ”

Xiao Tang closed the lid of the food box: "Miss has been sitting here for so long, she must be tired, now go back and rest." ”

What a girl!

Yu Zhaohua said to Lou Yan with a smile: "I am going to go for a walk to eliminate food now, and secondly, I am going to see Luo Jiuyuan, there are so many things that I will die, and we will play together next time." ”

Lou Yan hugged his arms dissatisfied: "Really, I'm so busy every time, I don't even have time to have a meal with me?" ”

Yu Zhaohua smiled: "No way, if you want to make more money, you have to work harder." ”

"Okay," although Lou Yan was unhappy, he still nodded very cheerfully: "It's better to get busy first, you must find me first if you have something." ”

"Good!" Yu Zhaohua nodded heavily.

Yu Zhaohua returned to Xiao Yaxuan, ready to change his clothes and go to Luo Jiuyuan, but he didn't expect to meet Luo Jiuyuan in a wheelchair as soon as he walked to the door.

"Why are you here?" Yu Zhaohua stepped forward quickly, paused, and then spoke: "Jiuyuan." ”

Ahhhhh Tired!

Luo Jiuyuan said, "I'll come to see you." ”

"Then why don't you sleep?" Yu Zhaohua looked left and right, but didn't see the shadow of sleeping.

"He's got something else to do—fortunately, I'm a little late, or I'd have been shut up."

Luo Jiuyuan put his hands on his knees, and there was a faint smile on his face.

"It's a coincidence, if you came early, I'm still sitting in the theater garden, and you've run away in vain."

Yu Zhaohua tilted his head and smiled.

Xiao Tang had already opened the door, and while he was talking, Luo Jiuyuan and Yu Zhaohua had already entered Xiao Yaxuan, and they were sitting in the pavilion without entering the room.

"Is there something wrong with coming to me alone?" Yu Zhaohua asked while peeling oranges.

"Did you really forget or did you fake?" Luo Jiuyuan said helplessly: "Is the endorsement still done?" ”

Yu Zhaohua didn't expect Luo Jiuyuan to be so positive about his endorsement!

She hurriedly said: "Do it, do it, of course you do it!" ”

Luo Jiuyuan's face was a little better.

He waited for Yu Zhaohua to come to the door in the priest's mansion, but Yu Zhaohua didn't come for a long time, and he heard that Yu Zhaohua and Lou Yan went to watch the play, and thought that Yu Zhaohua was ready to find Lou Yan's spokesperson, so he didn't look for him.

"But I just didn't expect you to come in person," Yu Zhaohua was a little embarrassed: "I was supposed to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come to me." ”

She seems a little unreliable this time - a bit like the leather bag company that is cheated by society now.

"Since you're here, let's get started."

Yu Zhaohua stood up with a "hula", for fear that Luo Jiuyuan would regret it, and shouted loudly to Xiao Tangerine outside the pavilion: "Xiao Tang, hurry up, go and find the Danqing master I found before, and then bring the rouge gouache from my room!" That's right, and mirrors, mirrors! ”

Xiao Tangerine was quick with his hands and feet, and hurried to go when he heard Yu Zhaohua's order.

Yu Zhao was calm on the surface, but in fact her heart was surging: this was the first time she had "taken a photo" for an advertisement, and she was quite excited.

Like a gust of wind, Xiao Tang ran to the pavilion holding Yu Zhaohua's rouge gouache and mirror, and just put it down, he kept saying to Yu Zhaohua: "Miss, I'll go to Master Danqing!" ”

After saying that, the little orange disappeared like a gust of wind.

This girl should be allowed to compete in track and field, and maybe she can win a gold medal.

Yu Zhaohua opened the rouge gouache that Xiao Tang brought over one by one, pointed the bronze mirror at Luo Jiuyuan, and pulled his stool in front of Luo Jiuyuan, so that the two of them could sit closer.

"Ahem, you shouldn't- didn't wear makeup before, did you?"

"I'm not a pervert."

Luo Jiuyuan thought that Yu Zhaohua's question was very unbelievable.

Yu Zhaohua smiled awkwardly: "Then you may have to give it a try today, although I know you definitely don't like it, but you should treat it as the first experience in your life, don't have any burden, I must-"

"Yes."

"What?" Yu Zhaohua was confused.

"I can say anything," Luo Jiuyuan said to Yu Zhaohua: "Since I have promised you, then it's up to you, and you don't have to ask my opinion what you want to do." ”

The meaning of this seems to be: it doesn't matter, I'm already yours anyway, and you can fiddle with it however you want.

Yu Zhaohua touched the middle of the person and wiped the nosebleed that did not exist.

How can a handsome guy talk so easily to make people think about it?

That's right, during this period of time, although there is still a mask to cover it, in Yu Zhaohua's heart, Luo Jiuyuan is still a 100% beautiful man, the kind that is so beautiful that people and gods are angry.

"That's so embarrassing," Yu Zhaohua smiled, "I'm sure I still have to respect your opinion." ”

"Your opinion is my opinion."

Luo Jiuyuan was very indifferent, and his answer was still very crisp.

Yu Zhaohua was moved by Luo Jiuyuan's selfless dedication - after all, Luo Jiuyuan, as the high priest, could actually allow her to move around on his face, it was really incredible.

"Actually, you're wearing a mask, and your skin is white, so you don't need to do anything, just put on lipstick."

Yu Zhaohua excitedly took the lipstick and dipped it with his ring finger. Before preparing to paint, he said to Luo Jiuyuan: "That, your mouth is slightly open, so that I can paint it better." ”

Luo Jiuyuan did as he said.

Yu Zhaohua settled his mind and gently tapped the lipstick to the center of Luo Jiuyuan's lower lip.

In fact, Luo Jiuyuan's lips are very good-looking even if he doesn't wear lipstick, and it is not too much to describe him with red lips and white teeth.

It's just that Yu Zhaohua is probably selfish, so there is such a show.

The fingertips were against the lip flaps, and the soft touch was transmitted from the fingertips to the heart, Yu Zhaohua stared at Luo Jiuyuan's lips, a little uneasy. She remembered Bi Fang.

Why are these men's lips more beautiful than the other, and they don't let them women live?

The lipstick was carefully blended: Yu Zhaohua chose a light color, which would not look exaggerated and abrupt after being applied, but would have a faint sense of moisture.