Chapter 181 This is her first time putting on makeup
Chapter 181 This is her first time to put on makeup
Bai Qingxia briefly explained the origin of the skirt, and then said shyly: "I want to borrow a pair of shoes from you..."
Sister Li was puzzled: "Since Xiaoqiu lent you his mother's dress, didn't he also lend you a pair of shoes?"
Bai Qingxia scratched her head, tilted it, and smiled: "He probably forgot..."
"That's right, it's normal for a little boy to be careless and not think about it."
Sister Li said this, but she didn't actually think Lu Yuanqiu was careless, because she could see that this dress couldn't possibly be worn by his mother. It was a dress designed for little girls.
It was probably newly bought. Lu Yuanqiu probably didn't want to put pressure on Xiao Xia, so he said it belonged to his mother.
But I really didn’t realize... Lu Yuanqiu’s family is so rich?
To attend grandma's birthday party, you are required to wear such a high-end and classy dress?
This guy Xiaoqiu is a bit like you can't judge a person by his appearance.
Sister Li smiled. She hadn’t used the movie ticket this boy gave her last time.
She opened her shoe cabinet and picked out a pair of shoes, saying, "Xiao Xia, I think there are shoes that match this skirt, but my feet are two sizes bigger than yours. Will it be convenient to wear them?"
After saying that, Sister Li turned around, holding a pair of shiny silver-gray high-heeled sandals in her hand.
Bai Qingxia quickly waved her little hand: "It's okay, walking won't be a problem."
"Well, that's good..." Looking at the innocent face in front of her that was not made up but still beautiful, Sister Li suddenly smiled and said, "You're going tomorrow morning, right?"
"Ah."
"Well, call me before you leave and I'll put some light makeup on you. Don't worry, it's not heavy makeup like mine. Your face will look very beautiful with light makeup."
"what?"
Bai Qingxia was stunned.
……
The next day, Sunday, 7am.
Zilu Villa District.
Liu Chengye put on a suit in front of the mirror and shouted upstairs, "Girls! Are you up yet? Old Wu's car will be here soon."
After a while, there was a sound of "pa pa pa" coming down the stairs. Liu Chengye looked over with a smile. When he saw that it was his second daughter Liu Jianqing, the smile on his face faded a little, but he still smiled and said, "Why are you the only one coming downstairs? Where's your sister?"
Liu Jianqing rubbed his messy long hair and said, "Still sleeping."
Liu Chengye frowned: "Hurry up and get her up, she has to cook on the spot today."
"Oh." Liu Jianqing responded lightly and hurried upstairs.
The old lady of the Lu family came to Lucheng and asked Liu Chengye's two daughters to participate in the noodle-making competition at the birthday party. Although the prize was just a pound of gold ingots, which was not expensive, it was also to liven up the atmosphere and have fun. They all participated enthusiastically to make the old lady happy.
However, Liu Chengye's response was to let the eldest daughter participate and forget about the second daughter, leaving the quota for other young people to have the opportunity to show their talents.
After hearing this, Liu Jianqing naturally knew the reason why her father disliked her. It was not to give other young people a chance to show themselves. Her father just thought about her sister in everything and could not favor anyone else in his eyes.
But she didn't show any dissatisfaction, as she had gotten used to it over the years.
Zhang Yifei is also the one who is disliked by his father at home. His father only likes his brother.
So to her, Zhang Yifei was more like a person who could sympathize with her.
About ten minutes later, Liu Wangchun also came downstairs with messy hair. She was wearing shorts and a belly-baring short-sleeved shirt, and her long legs were exposed to the air. Seeing this, Liu Chengye hurried forward and scolded: "My dear, wear more clothes! What if you catch a cold?!" Hearing this, Liu Jianqing, who was also wearing shorts, washed up silently.
Liu Wangchun frowned and stood on the stairs drowsily: "Dad, I don't want to go... Let my sister take my place."
Liu Chengye: "No! Do you know that many uncles and aunts want to meet you?"
"Ugh……"
Liu Wangchun sighed. She hated attending such occasions. The people were the same people. It was boring. She couldn't understand a word they said about the business world. She was too lazy to listen. The happiest thing was eating. But this time, she was asked to cook? !
……
An upscale residential area in the city center.
Zheng Yifeng, dressed in a suit, stood at the gate of the community with a little boy of seven or eight years old, who had a slicked-back hair and wore a children's version of a tuxedo, waiting for their second uncle to come and pick them up.
"I want to go back! I want my mother! I'm not going! I'm not going to any party!"
The greasy-haired boy yelled and turned to go back. Zheng Yifeng looked down half asleep and raised his hand to grab his arm.
The greasy-haired boy pulled hard but couldn't move, so he stepped forward and punched and kicked Zheng Yifeng's legs: "Let go! Let go! You stinky garbage! Stinky garbage!"
Zheng Yifeng turned a deaf ear to it, his handsome eyes half-closed the whole time, and he completely ignored the little boy's punches and kicks, as if he was used to it.
If he were to beat this kid, his stepmother would cause trouble for him, and Zheng Yifeng has always been a person who hates trouble.
"Let go of me, you stinky bastard! You are my stinky bastard's son!"
The greasy-haired little boy cursed loudly.
Hearing this, Zheng Yifeng opened his eyes, and his sleepy eyes were instantly filled with coldness.
He squatted down, grabbed the greasy-haired boy's shoulders with both hands, and said to him word by word: "If you don't behave yourself, I will chop off your arms and legs, dig out your eyes, cut off your tongue, put you in a bag and throw you into the river, and your mother will never find you."
His tone was terrifyingly low. The greasy-haired boy stared at him and closed his mouth for a moment.
Zheng Yifeng then stood up and shouted, "Give me your hand!"
The little boy handed his hand to him obediently and said gently, "Brother, why hasn't Second Uncle come yet?"
Zheng Yifeng continued to half-close his eyes: "Be patient and wait a little longer."
Not long after, a black car drove up from a distance and stopped in front of the two men.
……
As agreed yesterday, Bai Qingxia changed into a purple cake dress and crystal high-heeled sandals, then sat in Sister Li's room with a reserved look on her face.
This is her first time wearing makeup.
She saw through the mirror in front of her that Sister Li standing behind her was yawning non-stop, and said embarrassedly, "Sorry Sister Li, I have to bother you so early, just finish your makeup and go back to rest."
Zhang Li was about to yawn, but she had to force herself to yawn back. She smiled and patted the girl's shoulder: "Look, how long will it take to put on your makeup? Besides, I asked you to come here."
As she spoke, she checked the time and asked, "How long will Xiaoqiu take to pick you up?"
Bai Qingxia responded: "It should be another hour."
"That's enough."
(End of this chapter)