"Xiao Ning, you take good care of yourself" Lingling looked at me in the mirror while washing her hands.
"Maintaining?" I looked at myself in the mirror. Haggard eyes, no brilliance at all
"Yeah, but! You seem a little too white. Not as rosy as someone in love." Lingling held her chin and observed me.
"Are you in love?" I laughed at myself.
"That's right! Xiao Ning, you don't have a bf, do you?"
"yes."
"No way??" She looked at me in surprise. Is this necessary?
"Hehe Besides, why don't you let your hair down? Your hair is so long, straight and smooth! It must be beautiful when you put it downAlthough you are already pretty enough now, it just belongs to: only From a distance, the kind that can¡¯t be approached~~ I think you let down your hair, and you will feel too old-fashioned" Lingling gesticulated on my face.
"Well I have to think about how to describe it" Lingling's big watery eyes rolled, as if she was really thinking about adjectives dizzy.
"Jingling, ringing"
"Ale, class is on!!" I turned off the faucet and walked into the classroom with her.
"Aha! I thought of it." Lingling clapped her hands excitedly.
"What do you think of?" I looked at her suspiciously. Leaning his back against the wall, he rested his hands on the table.
"Well. I use 'red rose with blood' to describe you, which is a very high evaluation."
"Bloodred rose?" I don't understand
"An ancient book records: The red rose dripping with blood is glamorous and very alluring. Even if its life is about to end in the next moment, it still blooms desperately and what is left to the world is that after withering, it slides automatically and lurks on the ground. That red rose dripping with bloodit's better to say it's sleeping than to say it's withered" Lingling kept talking.
"Sleeping???" Continued puzzled.
"Because it can remain unchanged for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of yearsit is still one. A cold red rose dripping with blood. People have spent a lot of money, time, manpower, and resources in order to find it, just to find it. See it. So it can be regarded as the best in the world, a rose that is more precious than gold, silver and jewelry" Lingling made big gestures.
"Thisisn't it a bit too exaggerated" I was helplessthe corners of my mouth twitched slightly.
"Maybe a little bit But what I'm saying is all the truth, and I really want someone to comment on me like that" Lingling supported her cheeks with her hands, and fell into infinite reverie
It seems that I don't have the part to speak now, I still went to see Eunuch Zhou (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com