The bowl falls to the ground and splashes the soup.

Joe reflexively jumped backwards, hitting his back against the wall, and his face turned pale in pain.

"Good night Joe, I'll say it again at the end, dye me back the color of your hair, don't compare yourself with Wanwan, even if you make it Wanwan, you will never be her, you can't even compare to a single hair of her, don't waste time on me in the future." You've had enough fun in Anseong, and I'll help you book a ticket back home tomorrow. ”

Xi Nancheng didn't look at the debris on the ground, and looked at Qiao Goodnight with cold eyes.

Her hair was originally curly and flaxen-colored, but now it is black and straight, and when you look at it from the back, it really looks like Mu Wange.

After Xi Nancheng finished speaking, he turned around and left directly, slamming the door on the door.

Joe Goodnight stood in place, the back of his hand flushed with heat.

What was he just talking about?

She learns evening songs?

When did she learn evening songs, she just thought that her black straight hair was beautiful and wanted to change her hairstyle.

She just thought he was too thin, she saw that he liked to eat the soup made by the evening song, and he ate a lot that night, so she wanted to learn to give it to him.

These days, she has found all kinds of reasons to appear in front of him, and he ignores her.

She worked hard to learn how to cook and make soup, and her hand was cut several times, and several wounds were pasted.

She just fell in love with him, just wanted to be nice to him, where did she do wrong.

She's always been on top, when has she ever bothered to do this for a man.

Not only has she never chased a man, but she has never bothered to chase like this, she has such a low profile, why did he treat her like this.

Isn't there a saying that persistence is victory?

She insisted like this, why couldn't she see the dawn of victory?

Who is rare.

Joe Goodnight rushed into the kitchen, slammed all the ingredients prepared in it on the ground, and snatched the door out.

Pastoral Garden

Bai Chuchen came home, looked at the loot on the sofa, and said that women would be very happy to see what they bought after shopping, but at this time, she didn't feel happy at all.

At this time, looking at the purple color exposed in the boutique bag, what lingered in his mind was Chu Xingguang's stunned expression when he saw her holding the purple shirt.

Bai Chuchen's cheeks puffed out, and he didn't know why he would mind a woman he had only met once like this.

She obviously has a good attitude, she obviously didn't do anything, but just standing there makes people feel her sense of superiority, as if she is a princess, and everyone else exists to foil her, this feeling is not good at all.

She never felt that she looked bad, although she didn't reach the big beauty, but she was also medium-looking. Moreover, without relying on her face, can she become a winner in life?

She excels in character......

Inner beauty, understand it or not.

She has always said this to herself before, she has never minded her appearance and figure, and she has never felt that she is inferior to others, but today......

For the first time, she felt that she was inferior to others, and the gap was still very large.

Looking at her, it would flash in her mind that if Jin Mobei stood by her side, how compatible the two of them were. Uncle is such an excellent man, is it perfect in the eyes of others to match such a woman.

"Don't you know that Mobei's least favorite thing is purple?"

Is that so?

Bai Chuchen kept echoing this sentence in his mind......

Suddenly getting up from the sofa, Bai Chuchen went upstairs directly and walked into the cloakroom.