After Shang Yi washed up in the evening, she sat in front of the dressing table and applied it to her face, and her shoulders drooped halfway through the makeup.

Shang Yi flipped through the bottles and cans on the table, and muttered in his mouth: "How can a woman be so troublesome, why doesn't Lu Yu need skin care ......?"

"I stay up all night filming at every turn, and my face is still so smooth......"

"Speechless......"

"I'm in." As soon as Lin Qing's voice fell at the door, she pushed the door open.

Shang Yi looked back: "Why do you say you are engaging in these formalisms, anyway, you don't need my consent, you just pushed the door in." ”

"Yo," Lin Qing slapped Shang Yi on the back of the head: "It's itchy and wants to be beaten, right?" How do you talk to your mother? ”

Having said that, Lin Qing's tone could still hear some connivance and pampering.

Shang Yi stuck out his tongue and grimaced at her, and then he looked at the bottles and cans on the table, picked out a few bottles and stuffed them into Lin Qing's hand: "Mom, you can apply skin care products to me." ”

"I don't have hands, I don't care." As he spoke, Lin Qing was ready to throw away the extra things in his hand.

"Don't throw it!" Shang Yi hurriedly stopped her movements, and after noticing her mother's puzzled gaze at her, Shang Yi spit out a word concisely: "Expensive." ”

Lin Qing: "How expensive?" ”

"......" Shang Yi had long forgotten how much these things cost to buy, and she pointed to herself: "How expensive do you think it can be with your daughter's level of failure?" ”

After Lin Qing pondered for a while, he still put the things in his hand on the table, but his movements were much more careful, and he didn't forget to conclude his speech at the end: "It's quite a loser." ”

Shang Yi still grabbed the hem of her mother's pajamas reluctantly, shook it from side to side, and rarely coquettishly coquettishly said to Lin Qing: "You just smear it on me, just like when I was a child." ”

As Shang Yi's words fell, she raised her face, closed her eyes, and went straight at Lin Qing.

Lin Qing lowered her eyes and looked at Shang Yi, a little dazed, the little girl who had to be supported by her behind her when she was babbling and walking had grown so big in a blink of an eye.

Lin Qing pinched her face and let go: "Just this time, it's not an example." ”

She turned around and went to the bathroom to wash her hands, came out and picked up a bottle of skin care products on the table, poured it in her hand and wiped it on Shang Yu's face.

Shang Yi enjoyed her mother's service to herself, and her mouth kept talking: "Ms. Lin, has anyone told you that I am very similar to you." ”

"What are you talking nonsense?" Lin Qing said with some disgust: "You are what I crawled out of my belly, can you not look like me." ”

"Gee, I didn't mean looks."

Lin Qing was even more disgusted: "What else do you look like me besides your appearance?" Don't say it, I don't want to hear it. ”

Shang Yi's rebellious psychology was mostly honed in Lin Qing's blows, and she asked her to shut up, but she didn't: "I don't, I'm going to say, I'm quite similar to your personality." ”

Lin Qing patted her lips: "Don't talk in dreams." ”

Shang Yi was finally made to open his eyes by Lin Qing: "It's like ah, it's just carved out of a mold." ”

"Close your eyes." Lin Qing picked up the eye cream and squeezed it under Shang Yi's eyes: "It's not like." ”

Shang Yi's lips were hooked, and although his eyes were closed, he also bent a small arc: "Look, I will follow you ten out of ten with you on the point that my mouth is hard and soft-hearted." ”