"Boohoo..."
Feng Yuanyuan pleaded with a look at Chen Xiaobei, asking him to hurry up.
Chen Xiaobei was taking too long, and she felt like her little mouth was about to go numb.
"Aren't you trying to get back at Zhao Zichuan? The longer I take, the harder your revenge, right?"
Chen Xiaobei was like the big bad wolf seducing a little girl.
Feng Yuanyuan had no choice but to work harder.
After all, Chen Xiaobei had just helped her deal with Zhao Zichuan, which was a life-saving favor she had to repay generously.
Under Chen Xiaobei's careful guidance, her skills became more refined, and she finally experienced the same beauty project as Tang Muchuan.
Feng Yuanyuan exclaimed and hurriedly took a tissue to wipe her face, but there was still a special smell on it.
Chen Xiaobei laughed and said, "You don't have to wipe it too clean; it's a holy product for beauty and skincare."
"You're just bluffing, I don't believe it..."
