Chapter Seventy-One: A Makeover

"Then you should also choose a similar one, how many girls have you introduced, why did you take a fancy to the last divorce?"

Shi's mother really didn't understand her son's thoughts, he was like this since he was a child, and he always scoffed at everything she thought was good.

"The first time I saw her, I liked her, and if you want to ask me why, I don't have an answer."

Shi Chenxing's tone was light.

"It's okay to like it, even if you talk about love, you still have to think carefully about getting married, women are very realistic now, your conditions are so good, you have to be careful of being deceived."

Shi's mother did not give up.

"How did the dumplings taste just now?" Shi Chenxing suddenly changed the topic.

"It tasted great! Which store did you buy it from, I'll bring some for your father too! ”

"You two have been busy since I was a child, I grew up with a nanny, and the nanny couldn't cook at all, but I never complained, I just wanted to find someone who cooked deliciously."

"You mean, she made the dumplings? The woman at home? The voice was full of surprise.

"In this way, you take her to a family reunion first, and if she can stand it, let's talk about it later, you must know that she will face a very difficult situation with this status, and she must face it herself."

"I see."

The sound of crisp high heels hitting the floor sounded downstairs: "Do you still have dumplings, I'll bring some back." ”

Hearing the sound of the car starting, Li Jinjin slipped downstairs, and there were a few dumplings left.

She touched the refrigerator, opened the freezer, dozens of dumplings, and none were left, so angry that she hated to close the refrigerator.

"Oops... My mom just came here and raved about your craft and invited you to next week's house party. ”

Shi Chenxing rubbed over, his voice was greasy and grunting, and there was no embarrassment in his voice.

"Excuse me! I haven't eaten yet! But it's a dumpling with a wound! ”

Li Jinjin's face was on fire, and he was angry.

Shi Chenxing was pitiful and scratched his hair: "Oh, this is troublesome!" Patronizing to please my mother, I forgot about you. ”

In the end, after friendly negotiations, Shi Chenxing, under the guidance of Li Jinjin, made a fried rice for her, and promised a number of unequal treaties, so Li Jinjin spared him.

The blood scab on Li Jinjin's face faded faster, and it was clean in less than a week, and the birthmark was completely invisible.

Shi Chenxing was amazed at her recovery speed.

Knowing that she was going to attend a class reunion the next day, Ling Manqing volunteered and took Li Jinjin to buy clothes and do her hair.

Ling Manqing tilted his head and held his chin with his hand: "The black is long and straight, and it looks good." But it's a bit old-fashioned, how about giving her the most popular wool ring? ”

"Wool rolls?" In Li Jinjin's mind, a round sheep instantly appeared.

At the thought of turning into a sheep, she immediately refused: "I don't want curly hair." ”

Ling Manqing pinned her hair to the back of her head, as if she had discovered a new world: "Ah, how about a short haircut?" Jin Jin, short hair is good-looking, and full of heroism. ”

Li Jinjin nodded, in the kitchen, it is still convenient to have short hair, Ling Manqing saw her nodding and explained a few words to the hairstylist.

The short dark brown hair that has been bleached and permed brings out her picturesque eyebrows and eyes, cold and dusty, a little bit of a man's heroism, and a little bit of a woman's beauty.

"Oops, I'm going to fall in love with you." Ling Manqing hurriedly took out her mobile phone and took a small video.

"The beautiful chef has short hair." to the account.