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Chapter 20 Can You Really Be Beautiful?

Chapter 20 Can You Really Be Beautiful?

"Yo, I'm going to be a big star." Liu Qianqian listened to the conversation between Yang Fan and her sister, and when she hung up the phone, she couldn't help sneering.

You haven't told me to continue eating for so long.

Yang Fan was very happy, as if he had received [-] to [-] yuan, but he didn't care about Liu Qianqian: "What's so good about big stars? After people become famous, their personal time and space will be compressed to an extent that you can't imagine. Even some famous stars have become famous. I have to announce my withdrawal from the music scene or something, so that the paparazzi will let go. After the limelight is over, I will return to the arena... eh? Are you full? Such a waste, in the bowl..."

"No!" Liu Qianqian hurriedly picked up the bowl and chopsticks, pretending that he had asked her to eat, and obeyed decisively.

It is said that the food cooked by my parents is really not very good, and the aunt who I invited is not very good, and the food cooked is mediocre.

The food from Aunt Thirteen is still delicious.

Just now I wanted to showdown again, but I thought of the food at Thirteenth Aunt's house.

It’s better not to spread it out, anyway, there’s nothing to lose, and I can eat a meal from time to time.

"Xiaofan, can you shoot an MV?" Aunt Thirteen asked with concern.

She knew that the major of Yang Fan University had nothing to do with music or performance.

Yang Fan raised his head, glanced out the window, and after a moment of contemplation, he said, "It should be alright, every adult has had youth, had a first love or a secret love that ended in death, and acted in his true colors, without acting skills."

"That's a good thing to say, don't deliberately delay the time, it's [-] a day." Liu Qianqian doesn't believe that she will act in her true colors. For ordinary people, the camera is a mirror of demons, showing all the fears in people's hearts.

"You can question my character, but you can't insult my quality as an actor." Yang Fan took a piece of fat and put it in Liu Qianqian's bowl.

Liu Qianqian's eyes widened.

Don't you know that I hate fatty meat the most?
She hurriedly threw the fat into Yang Fan's bowl.

Yang Fan didn't move his chopsticks.

After a while, a small hand reached out and grabbed the fat from his bowl.

Liu Qianqian blankly watched Guoguo grab the fat and stuff it into her mouth.

then.

less than a second.

The fat was spit out, and the little girl stared blankly at the broken fat in front of her.

Who feeds me?
Yang Fan picked up a piece of fat from the plate and said while eating: "The braised pork I made is fat but not greasy, fresh and delicious, it has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin, eating one piece is better than applying ten masks. ."

Seeing that Yang Fan was eating with relish, Liu Qianqian couldn't help but ask Aunt Thirteen: "Aunt Thirteen, does fat have this effect? ​​Beauty and skin nourishment."

Aunt Thirteen was not sure, and said, "Maybe, since I ate the fat made by Xiaofan, my skin in the past two months has been much better than before."

Liu Qianqian carefully looked at Aunt Thirteen's face, which was pretty and really tender.

It stands to reason that at the age of Thirteenth Aunt, the skin can't be so tender, it seems that it is almost comparable to herself and her sister.

Looking at Aunt Thirteen, Yang Fan remained silent.

Your skin is better than before, because you are out of the shadows, and you are eating more regularly and hygienically than before.

But Liu Qianqian didn't know. When Yang Fan was not paying attention, he secretly took a piece of fat and came back.

"Ouch~" She almost vomited after eating it in her mouth.

Fortunately, I held back.

After chewing twice, she quickly swallowed it with difficulty, and then drank water.

After drinking the water, she thought about it carefully.

It seems that it is indeed a bit fat but not greasy. As for whether it can beautify the skin and moisturize the skin, I don't know yet.

After dinner, it is Sanzibao's entertainment time.

Yang Fan and others took them downstairs to play in a nearby park.

Watching the frisbee throwing the ball, Yang Fan, who was as tired as a dog, and Liu Qianqian, who was chewing on Sydney, quietly touched him: "What's the point of the fat you make? Can you really beautify and nourish your skin?"

"There's nothing special about it. As for whether it can beautify and nourish the skin, you'll know if you try it?" Yang Fan said with a smile: "Maybe there are other effects."

"What effect?" Liu Qianqian asked.

"I don't know, people are different." Yang Fan threw the Frisbee.

"I just think..." Halfway through, Liu Qianqian didn't say anything, almost revealing her stuff.

During the whole meal, she ate no less than five pieces of fat.

Now my stomach feels bloated and I don't want to eat anything other than fruit.

It wasn't long after that, Golden Retriever and Gun Gun were about to play, and Yang Fan and the others went home.

"Drive slowly on the road." Sending Liu Qianqian to the parking lot to drive, Yang Fan waved in front of the car door.

"It's annoying, I have to drive home myself, can't you pretend to be real and drive me home?" Liu Qianqian complained.

"I'm sorry, I don't have a car. Oh, it's not that I don't have a car. The little electric donkey is also a car. How about I drive the little electric donkey to take you home, and your luxury car will be thrown at me?" Yang Fan said.

"It's okay to throw it at you, pick me up to and from get off work every day, and you promise to pick me up when you come to Aunt Thirteen's house. You can use the car at any other time, how about it?" Liu Qianqian said without hesitation.

"It doesn't matter how beautiful you are, if you think so beautifully, let's go!" Yang Fan patted the roof of the car and refused without hesitation.

Fortunately, I wasn't really playing with friends, otherwise it would be scary to think about.

That would cost me how much time to sleep, how much time to rest and play.

"Think about it. There are four people in my family and three cars. My sister is not often in the mountain city now, and no one drives her car. You drive my car, and I drive my sister's car. When I need it, you can take it with you. Just call when you come." Liu Qianqian seriously discussed with Yang Fan.

"Climb, bye!" Yang Fan turned around, if you don't go, I'll go.

Seeing Yang Fan's back, Liu Qianqian slammed the steering wheel and said angrily, "I'm not willing to pick you up once or twice a week on weekends, bastard, bastard, whoever is really playing with you is crazy."

Going home, working hard for an ordinary life until eleven o'clock in the evening, Yang Fan put down the pen in his hand and closed the book.

Time for fun.

Yang Fan picked up the guitar and went to the balcony.

The third sister's house next door had already turned off the lights and rested, and there was no light at all.

Yang Fan started to play the piano.

Two floors below, the resident was lying back on the bed, ready to sleep, when the sound of the piano came from the open window.

again!

The resident was very angry and could no longer bear it, and was about to get up and scold the street.

But after hearing the singing, the resident was not angry and listened quietly.

"...

Umbrella catches falling flowers

Watch that west wind ride a skinny horse

Who can see through the liuxia for me

is that you son

Who is in the deep mountains in front

A pipa in the evening

I want to paint a picture for you
beauties please laugh

......"

Uh, conscience song.

I thought that there would be something like "bragging, giving cabbage, bragging, giving spinach, bragging, giving cauliflower..." and couldn't bear it anymore.

Accompanied by the classical sound of the piano and the clean and clear singing, the residents fell asleep sweetly.

After a song, Yang Fan hurried back to the house.

Too long in the middle of the night and you will definitely be caught.

People who don't like to listen to songs, especially if they hear them in the middle of the night, no matter what your eternal song has been passed down through the ages, all of them will crawl away for me.

(End of this chapter)

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