Su Chanjuan has never heard such nice words since childhood, and no one has ever praised her as beautiful as that flower.

For a while, her vanity was greatly satisfied, and she saw Su Xiuhe more pleasing to her eyes than anyone else.

"Your mouth is sweet, much better than your sister. She has a clumsy tongue, her face is drooping all day long, she has a pitiful look, and she doesn't know who it is for!" Su Chanjuan said.

"Yes, yes." Su Xiuhe hurriedly responded, "Who says no, she is like that! I can't understand her, she can't make a fart with a awl!"

After listening to her, Su Chanjuan felt very funny, and laughed out loud.

Seeing her smile, Su Xiuhe understood Su Chanjuan's psychology. This woman exaggerated, and the more exaggerated she was, the happier she was.

Moreover, she hated Su Lian, the more she scolded Su Lian, the happier she became.

"Sister Chanjuan, sit down! Come sit down!" Su Xiuhe hurriedly flattened the bedside area and swept it with a kang-sweeping broom. "Sister, sit down! I'm all clean." Don't dirty your skirt!"

Su Chanjuan is quite useful: "Yeah."

As soon as she sat down, Su Xiuhe blew another wave of rainbow farts: "Sister, your skin is so good, white and tender, just like the peeled egg! The lipstick on her mouth is also Looks good, when I see you, I can't move my leg! My brother-in-law cannot move his leg even more when he sees you."

Su Chanjuan is about to float to the sky: "That is."

Su Xiuhe stared at Su Chanjuan's red lips, very envious. In the past, during Chinese New Year, she secretly tore the red couplet, and then put the red couplet on the edge of her lips to color her lips.

But the color is uneven and it will fall off after a while.

It's different on people's lips.

Seeing her envy, Su Chanjuan became more and more proud: "I use powder on my face! It's something that makes my face white! I use lipstick on my mouth! I still have a lipstick that is about to run out, do you think Do not want?"

"Yes, I can think about it! Sister give it to me, I want it!" Su Xiuhe said.

"Wait." Su Chanjuan went to the house and took out her bag, took out from it, and gave her more than half of the lipstick. "This is for you. I just bought a new one, so I don't need this. "

"Okay, thank Sister Chanjuan. I have to hurry up and put it away!" Su Xiuhe hurriedly opened the bedside cabinet, where it was vacated for their burden.

Su Xiuhe writhed inside, pulling her baggage out.

As a result, she tugged so hard that she pulled the burden away, and the clothes inside were scattered all over the floor.

She looked at it like this: "Oh, that's a mistake! These are Su Lian's clothes!"

After speaking, he stuffed it again.

At the end, there was a notebook left on the ground. Su Xiuhe picked it up and looked left and right for a long time: "This Su Lian has never seen the world. A small notebook is hidden in the bag."

"Take me to see." Su Chanjuan stretched out her hand.

"Sister, look! I'll hide this lipstick quickly and don't use it for Su Lian." Su Xiuhe hasn't studied for a few days, and she doesn't know much. She is not interested in this book or anything, so she is focused. Just thinking about Tibetan lipstick.

Su Chanjuan was curious, what could be written in Su Lian's notebook.

Will you write content that scolds yourself?

As a result, when she opened it like this, the whole person was stunned: God, this girl's heart is really wild!

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