Chapter 5 Jue Shao likes you to be fat

Back to the ward.

Qin Xin leaned on the head of the bed and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Xiangxiang muttered: "Little Miss, you were in such a hurry just now, you scared me." What are you going to do out there? Just tell me to go! ”

What to do when you go out?

Of course, it's to go to Qin's house to regain justice and clean up Qin Wenrou's bastard scumbag!

How did you come back again?

Qin Xin took a deep breath.

The muscles and veins all over the body are stagnant and blocked, and there is a dull pain.

The original owner's body is too weak and bad, and it can be called a waste.

She just went out and said a few words to the little kid, threw a snowball to teach the other party a lesson, and almost ran out of strength.

She couldn't go far.

Gotta come back and recuperate.

Moreover, being scolded by those little children for being "ugly", she realized that she was no longer the arrogant genius girl Qin Xin.

This face of his own is a waste blue heart.

Qin Xin's body was frozen in the ice lake and died.

If she goes back to Qin's house, will her mother and younger brother be able to recognize her?

You'd think she's crazy, right?

She needed time to prepare.

She wants to use Qin Xin's identity to stand in front of Qin Wenrou and completely expose the hypocritical and vicious face of the scumbag sister in public, so that her mother and younger brother can see it clearly!

But these can't be said to Xiangxiang.

This timid cute girl, if she knows that her master has changed her soul, I'm afraid she will be scared.

Qin Xin leisurely fiddled with a row of winter chrysanthemums of different sizes on the windowsill, and replied, "Bring the mirror." ”

Xiangxiang shook: "Jue Shao won't let you look in the mirror......"

Qin Xin's face sank: "How old is he?" I've got the final say! ”

The young man is less, and he is the stupid man who meddles with his own affairs!

He is not her own brother, why is he so lenient.

Seeing that Xiangxiang was frightened and crying by her rough tone, Qin Xin reluctantly eased his tone, reached out and rubbed the other party's hair: "Be good, bring me the mirror." ”

Xiangxiang: "......"

was electrified.

Mom, at this moment, she felt that if she didn't look at her face, the little lady's temperament would be more handsome and flirtatious than Jue Shao!

It's just that face...... Alas.

Qin Xin got the mirror as he wished, and admired it with interest.

"Isn't it ugly? I think it's quite distinctive......"

Lan Qianxin's face, the face shape is actually good, it is a rare classical goose egg face, with soft eyebrows and big and clear eyes.

It's just that......

The skin is very poor, sallow and dull.

It's just that the skin color is not good, and what's worse is that there is a palm-sized birthmark on the right forehead, which almost covers the eyebrow bone!

The birthmark is just that, other people's birthmarks are pale red or light purple, and I feel sorry for me, which is pitiful.

Her birthmark is actually dark green.

Dark Green !!

Can you imagine a sallow girl with a large dark green birthmark on her forehead?

The three words ugly and weird are really well deserved.

However, Qin Xin herself is a beauty, her skin is as white as fat, her eyebrows are picturesque, and she is heroic.

Beauty is accustomed to her face, so she never thinks that beauty is important.

She patted her face: "Actually, it's better to be fat, it's too thin......"

Xiangxiang sniffed with relief: "Little Miss, I'll stew chicken soup for you tonight......"

It's really good, if the little lady gets a little fatter, even if she can't score 60 points in the final exam, at least she has a good figure, and Jue Shao will definitely like it.

Behold.

Next second!

Qin Xin touched his chin: "If you are fatter, you will have more strength to beat people." ”

Xiangxiang: "......"

Hey, don't let Jue Shao hear this.

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Emperor Song.

The top private club in the imperial capital.

In the Premier VIP Suite, the lights are dim.

A man sits in a wheelchair facing the falling stars outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Cold, gloomy.

Although he has a leg disease, no one dares to ignore the powerful aura exuded by this man.