Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 33

Qin... Fahrenheit?
what the hell!

Lin Anan didn't react at first, but after thinking about it, it turned out that she was calling herself.

Her surname is Hua, she married Qin Sanlang, and took his surname, henceforth she has been named Qin Hua.

It's really weird.

Lin Anan said with a half-smile: "Your name is Hua Yue."

Calling her by her first name is unrefined in Jiangnan. Mrs. Luo wanted to say something, but seeing Lin An'an's complexion was not good, she could only say: "Okay, Hua Yue, my makeup skills are very good, Can I do your makeup for you?"

Lin Anan originally wanted to refuse, but seeing her pitiful, as if he did not agree, as if he did not forgive her yesterday's mistake, Lin Anan could only nod helplessly.

Qin Sanlang looked at everything in the courtyard through the window, and also heard the conversation between the two people in the courtyard, his brows could not help but frown.

He couldn't help but doubt that Luo Wu's wind chill was deliberately caused by someone.

Mrs. Luo was tinkering with bottles and cans. Lin Anan felt that she was a little sleepy and needed to sleep again, so she closed her eyes and let the other party smear on her face.

"Okay!" Mrs. Luo's voice was full of joy.

Lin An'an opened her moist eyes and looked over, and Mrs. Luo was caught off guard by this gaze.

She sighed, with such beautiful eyes and such a beautiful right cheek, it is not difficult to imagine how popular Miss Hua would be today without that fire.

Mrs. Luo held her breath slightly, not to look too excited, and said with a sense of mystery: "Go to the room and look in the mirror."

Lin Anan thought that he and Qin Sanlang slept in separate rooms, if Mrs. Luo followed him into his room, she would naturally be discovered, and it would be better for one less person to know about this kind of thing.

"You wait here, I'll bring the bronze mirror."

Mrs. Luo was left hanging in the yard, feeling a little lost.

She thought that Hua Yue could accept her as a friend, but obviously she didn't, she should still be unhappy because of what happened yesterday.

Lady Luo doesn't have a good relationship with Luo Wu's family, otherwise she wouldn't have moved out with her husband to rent a house. She married in an unfamiliar place and had no friends, but actually wanted to make friends with Huayue.

She was indeed sincere, cooking before dawn, bringing herself from the south of the Yangtze River, and bringing all the rouge and gouache that she regarded as treasures on weekdays.

pity……

Lady Luo's eyes were dim, and she sat there with her head bowed and waited.

When Lin Anan came out with the bronze mirror in hand, she saw her aggrieved appearance, and she didn't know how to deal with such a weak-looking woman.

Lin Anan has been a fake man for a long time in the last days. In fact, he is already a man in his bones. In addition, those women in the base have long forgotten what it is like to be weak. They are all so sturdy that they can kill zombies with bare hands. .

Lin An'an put the bronze mirror on the stone table, and then took a picture, it was not very clear, but it was something prepared by the Hua family, it was polished very brightly, and the appearance reflected inside could be seen clearly.

A melon-seeded face was pale and bloodless before, but now it is really pink and looks good. Those moist eyes are very bright and big, not peach eyes, nor almond eyes, more like two kinds of eyes. The combination of peach blossom eyes without protruding eye ends, a little bit less charming and enchanting, but peach blossom eyes are moist and sparkling, the end of the eyes is like almond eyes, and the corners of the eyes are slightly drooping, adding a little bit of innocence and cuteness.

It has to be said that Lin Anan's eyes are very good.

Look at the right side of the face, it is intact, the nose is high, the nose is round and less sharp and tough, and more feminine and delicate, the lips are pink and beautiful, like glistening cherries, which makes people feel I can't move my eyes.

Look at the disfigured left half of the face, the fist-sized, uneven scar...

(End of this chapter)