"Yoyao, what are you doing?"
In the laboratory that smelled of medicine, Tang Xinrou looked at all kinds of instruments with a dazed face. She looked at the things Song Yaoyao was holding in her hand and asked curiously.
Song Yaoyao only stayed at school for two days before she was on vacation. She doesn't live in the dormitory at present, and she still returns to Huo's house every day.
"nice one."
Song Yaoyao played with the porcelain vase in her hand, "rejuvenates skin and rejuvenates skin, whitens and beautifies the complexion."
"real?!"
Tang Xinrou was shocked, and rushed over to take a look, but was dodged by Song Yaoyao.
"Such a good thing, then, can I use it?"
In fact, Tang Xinrou's skin is already very, very good. In school, I don't know how many girls chased her to ask her what skin care products she used.
Tang Xinrou didn't take care of her at all, maybe it was her nature. She stays up late every day to watch dramas and read comics. Because she is lazy, she doesn't bother to apply any facial masks.
"You can't use this."
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and her eyes were bright.
Tang Xinrou looked at it, then suddenly trembled, suspicious: "Baby, what are you trying to do?"
"In short, this is not for you. I have other uses. If you want to use it, I will make it for you again."
"So, is there anything that can smooth out wrinkles?"
Tang Xinrou asked eagerly, looking at the things in Song Yaoyao's hands, he was extremely greedy.
If it wasn't for Song Yaoyao's weird expression, she would have wanted to grab it and try it.
"Yes, I'll bring it to you in two days."
After finishing speaking, Song Yaoyao carefully put away the things in her hand.
Two days later, Song Yaoyao gave Tang Xinrou a new set of skin care products.
Her ankle is almost healed, and she applies the ointment she made every day, which relaxes tendons and activates blood circulation, and the effect is miraculous.
Even Liu Yu shouted to hell when he saw it.
Tang Xinrou took it. She had no class that day, so she ran home happily.
It happened that Xia Rao was also there.
"Auntie, when did you come?!"
Tang Xinrou was pleasantly surprised.
"I can't come?"
The conversation between the two was interrupted, Xia Rao brushed back her broken hair, asked her sideways and raised her eyebrows.
"Yes, yes, of course!"
"What are you holding in your hand? Skin care products?"
"Guess!" Tang Xinrou took out the bottle mysteriously. The texture of the bottle is very good, and it looks very classical.
Xia Rao sneered, "Did you get tricked, where did you buy the Sanwu products?"
This kind of thing, when she first entered the circle before, she often saw the little stars around her, accepting these advertisements and endorsement for the so-called offline activities of those micro-business brands.
It is much better now than before.
In the past, it was called a group of demons dancing wildly, and all kinds of three-no products flooded in, and I don't know how many people suffered bad faces.
That is to say, now that the state is stricter, the brands sold by micro-businesses are more formal.
"Fart!"
Tang Xinrou pouted, "This is the anti-wrinkle product I asked Yaoyao to make for my mother, okay?"
"Yao Yao did it?"
Xia Rao's eyes lit up, the sarcasm on his face disappeared instantly, and he waved again and again.
"Quick, quick, show me!"
"Didn't you say it looks like a Sanwu product?"
Tang Xinrou rolled her eyes and asked Xia Rao triumphantly.
"Don't be shy, bring it quickly." Xia Rao rolled her eyes.
"Oh, you two, there are no big or small ones. Rourou, show me quickly, Yaoyao can also make skin care products? It smells so good."
"That is!"
Tang Xinrou grinned, and said proudly, "I don't even look at who did it."