Zhao Xinying has forgotten that her face doesn't hurt and she doesn't have acne.

After a while, I heard a shout outside, "Miss, get up quickly, I'm going to be late for school." ”

"It's coming, it's coming." Zhao Xinying hurriedly replied, and then at the location of the acne on her face, she wiped a little ointment with a face tag, and her face was not ugly.

After doing this, Zhao Xinying was about to run out, but thinking of the ointment on the table, what if the cleaning aunt threw it away? After all, the bottle is ugly, and I don't want to be a good thing when I look at it.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Xinying put the ointment in her schoolbag, if the ointment on her face is dry and falls off, she can make up for it at any time, maybe the acne on her face will get better faster.

In the past, before Zhao Xinying went out, she would always use hairspray to fix her hair and cover half of her face to cover the acne on her face. Now that the acne on her face is hopefully getting better, Zhao Xinying doesn't want to cover up herself.

Pick up a rubber band from the side and tie up a high ponytail, youthful and beautiful, lively and cute.

Therefore, when Zhao Xinying came down from upstairs with ointment on her face, Zhao Fucai downstairs saw her daughter like this, and was slightly stunned, "Xinying, what are you applying on your face?" ”

"My friend gave me an acne cream, and it's good." Zhao Xinying replied, sitting in the seat, others were eating milk, eggs, oatmeal, and spicy soup, fritters, and fried chicken nuggets in front of her. I usually think this thing tastes good, but today I don't know why, I don't want to eat it, "Aunt Wang, give me a bowl of porridge, an egg, lighter." ”

Zhang Yufeng is Zhao Xinying's stepmother, she usually shushes Zhao Xinying and asks for warmth, and when she heard this, she hurriedly asked: "Xinying, this is what you love to eat, why did you suddenly stop eating it?" ”

"I have acne on my face, I have excessive oil secretion, I can't eat fried, I eat more vegetables." Zhao Xinying replied in a rare good mood, eating porridge and eggs, and two slices of whole wheat bread.

"Hehe, it's better to eat less." Zhao Fucai smiled, "Those fried ones are on fire, eat more vegetables, eat some normal meat, maybe there will be fewer acne on the face." In contrast, is the ointment on your face reliable? ”

Zhao Fu is rich, although he divorced his ex-wife, he still cares about his only daughter. Of course, as the leading rich man in Honghai County, how can he do without a son, so Zhao Fucai cheated and gave birth to a son and a daughter outside, and Zhao Xinying's mother knew about it, and directly divided the property and divorced.

"Of course it's reliable, I've only used it for a day, and the acne on my face doesn't hurt much, and it's much smaller." Zhao Xinying nodded, and after eating, she went to school with her schoolbag on her back.

Zhao Xinyi in the back came out with her, "Sister, where did you buy the ointment on your face?" ”

"Hehe, I won't tell you." Zhao Xinying especially didn't want to see this half-sister, who was only six months older than her, and the ghost knew that this was the "human life" that her father made out outside after her mother became pregnant.

Zhao Xinying rode a bicycle to school, and Zhao Xinyi in the back got into the family car and asked the driver to send her to school.

Because she didn't put on hairspray, she could feel her hair being blown by the wind, her face didn't hurt anymore, and she instantly felt that her breathing became smoother.

When she arrived in the classroom, Zhao Xinying saw many people staring at her.

Zheng Xiangnan also stared at Zhao Xinying's face, and praised him, "Zhao Xinying, your hair is tied up, you don't wear makeup, even if you have acne on your face, you look good." ”