When Zhou Qingmiao arrived at the class not early or late, most of the students in the first class of fashion design had already come, and all the people in Zhou Qingmiao's dormitory were all there, not that she came too late, but that she did not live in the school, which was also a matter of no way, after all, she was a family person, dragging the family with the dog, yes, not dragging the family with the mouth, even the dog of Maomao was counted.

Su Zhenzhen was chatting with Shen Jiarong and He Cuiying at the back table, saying that autumn was too dry, and her skin and lips were chapped.

"If I don't apply alabaster every autumn, when the dry and cold wind blows, I will be sure to crack! The weather is really, cold and dry! Su Zhenzhen complained.

"No way, the weather here in Kyoto in autumn and winter is so wet and cold and dry, by the way, my box of alabaster is almost used up, my mother has been in a better mood recently, and gave me some pocket money, when are you free to buy a box with me?" Shen Jiarong said.

"Okay, I'm free on the weekend, so I'll ask the seedlings if they want to be with me then." Su Zhenzhen's eyes fell on He Cuiying, and suggested: "Cuiying, you can also buy a box to paint, your face is about to crack, you don't say a word to me in the morning, you can borrow you to wipe it, and I will borrow you when I go back at noon." ”

He Cuiying touched her face and smiled: "It's okay, it's over after a while." ”

"Autumn has passed, and winter is even more necessary, when the time comes, not only will your face freeze crack, but your hands will have to be painted, otherwise what if you get frostbite? It's itchy and painful. Shen Jiarong also agreed with Su Zhenzhen's words, thinking that He Cuiying couldn't afford a box of alabaster for a few yuan: "If you buy a box of clam oil to coat, the effect is the same as alabaster, a few cents a box, it's not too expensive, save some, a box can be applied for a long time." ”

He Cuiying: "Where is it not expensive, a few cents...... But I'll go with you when the time comes. ”

"Hey, Mibsie, you're here." Shen Jiarong's sharp eyes saw Zhou Qingmiao at the door, she just wanted to ask her if she wanted to go shopping to buy alabaster together, and saw that Zhou Qingmiao's face was still white and ruddy, and she could pinch out the water, compared to her, without applying alabaster, her complexion was the same as that of a dish, and if she applied it, she was oily, and she was envious and jealous: "Qingmiao, your skin is so good!" What do you usually paint? Did you wear alabaster too? How white is as bright as it will shine! ”

Shen Jiarong shouted like this, not to mention Su Zhenzhen and He Cuiying, many female classmates in the class who were troubled by the damp, cold and dry weather subconsciously looked over, and saw that Zhou Qingmiao's skin was white and tender, almost unable to see pores, full of luster, it was really snow-white and snow-white, not pale, it was the kind with a ruddy complexion, so naturally they were extremely envious, and when they heard Shen Jiarong's question, they all listened with their ears pricked up.

Zhou Qingmiao smiled and hummed casually, vaguely: "Yes, what do you put on without alabaster?" ”

Actually, no, she basically applied the essence she extracted from the plant, but this day is getting colder, the plant can't live, and there are not many boxes, so she has to save some use.

As for why not plant plants in the space? The space can only be kept fresh, time is stagnant, and it is impossible for the plants planted in it to grow.

Many of the students who listened vertically were a little disappointed, they were also wearing alabaster cream, why didn't their skin become as white and tender as Zhou Qingmiao.

After Zhou Qingmiao sat down, Su Zhenzhen quickly wiped her face and pinched her as if eating tofu, and she was also very envious: "Your face is so soft!" It's not greasy with alabaster at all, it's refreshing and moist, and you know, do you have any tricks? ”

Zhou Qingmiao gently opened her hand and glared at her: "Just talk, don't move your hands and feet." ”

"You're so stingy!" Su Zhenzhen really felt that it felt very good, and the Q bomb was soft and slippery, if it weren't for Zhou Qingmiao's vigilant glaring at her, she couldn't wait to pinch it again, and complained: "Are you free on the weekend?" Jiarong wants to buy some alabaster and go shopping. ”

(End of chapter)