Tang Xinrou spread her hands, "Skin care products."
This skin care product is also divided into water cream, cream is divided into day cream, night cream, eye cream and neck cream. There are also masks, which are divided into cleansing masks, hydrating masks, first aid masks, whitening masks. Facial cleanser is indispensable, plus cosmetics, base makeup products and make-up products, there are a lot of them.
How can it not be heavy when it is almost full of a suitcase
Liu Wu's eyes darkened: "..."
Women are scary.
"Let me do it."
Song Yaoyao closed the book with a snap, swept it into Tang Xinrou's arms, and took the suitcase from Liu Wu's hand.
Liu Wu hurriedly stopped, "Don't, Miss Song let me-uh-"
I saw that petite girl who looked like a doll, carrying a suitcase that looked like a block of iron with one hand, lifted it easily, and the suitcase was thrown into the trunk.
The corner of Liu Wu's mouth twitched. Seeing that Song Yaoyao was carrying other things, he unbelievingly reached out and pulled the suitcase just now.
Still plenty.
So, it's not his illusion.
But he, too weak—
Tang Xinrou couldn't bear to make Song Yaoyao work hard, so she hurried to help together.
A big hand blocked Song Yaoyao's movements. She raised her eyes and met the boy's stern eyebrows.
Shen Xun evoked a smirk, "Brother, do you look down on me? With me here, what do you do with this kind of life? Hmm?"
He gently pushed Song Yaoyao away, and easily carried the suitcase and walked towards the trunk.
Because of the force on the back of the hand, the blue veins are slightly raised, full of masculine strength and tension.
"There are two over there." Shen Xun squinted his eyes while standing behind the car, "When did you go to country T and even changed your gender?"
Only girls can enjoy the privilege, so what's the matter with the two big men standing over there.
Han Jun rubbed his nose, hurried over, and said as he walked, "Then what, am I creating an opportunity for Brother Xun to show off your masculinity?"
"Idiot! Is the word used like this?" Shen Xun raised his foot and kicked.
Han Jun smiled and jumped away.
Compared to the two of them, An Feiran was much quieter and more peaceful. He just quietly walked aside, ready to carry his luggage.
Seeing this, Tang Xinrou curled her lips, and pushed a small suitcase to him, "Here, carry this up for me, be careful, don't scratch it!"
"okay."
An Feiran obediently picked up the small suitcase.
Shen Xun just finished moving a few iron-like suitcases, shook his arms, turned around and saw An Feiran like this, and sneered, "An Feiran, you haven't eaten?"
An Feiran glanced at him slowly, but said nothing.
But Tang Xinrou was not happy, "Shen Xun, do you like An Feiran, otherwise why do you target him every day, you only have him in your eyes?"
"I—fuck!"
Shen Xun was disgusted enough, "I have a normal sexual orientation, if you dare to slander me, be careful I will beat you!"
"Hey, I'm so scared!"
Tang Xinrou made a face at him, smiled and pulled Song Yaoyao into the car, and turned her head, "Who is that, An Feiran! Come here, take a car with us!"
"Come on."
An Feiran went back to load other luggage into the trunk, and was about to get into the car. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and immediately after, the only empty seat in the car was taken.
The boy smiled viciously, with a pair of long legs that had no place to rest in the car, parted lazily, and curled his lips at An Feiran, "Oh, sorry, I came up first."
An Feiran looked at Shen Xun speechlessly, then turned and got into another car.
He didn't want to talk to childish ghosts.