Chapter 5 Young Master likes you fatter
Back to the ward.
Qin Xin leaned against the head of the bed and closed her eyes to rest.
Xiangxiang muttered: "Miss, you left so quickly, and you scared me. What are you going to do when you go out? Just tell me to go!"
What to do when you go out?
Of course, I went to the Qin family to regain justice and deal with that bastard Qin Wenrou!
Why are you back?
Qin Xin took a deep breath.
The muscles and veins in the body are stagnant and blocked, and there is a faint pain.
The original owner's body is too weak and bad, and he can be called a waste.
She just went out and said a few words to the little brat, threw a snowball and taught the other party a lesson, and almost exhausted her strength.
She didn't walk far.
Must come back and recuperate.
Furthermore, when the little kids scolded each other, she realized that she was no longer the arrogant genius Qin Xin.
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Qin Xin's body was frozen in the ice lake and died.
If you go back to the Qin family, will your mother and younger brother recognize her?
Do you think she is a lunatic?
She needs time to prepare.
She wanted to stand in front of Qin Wenrou with Qin Xin's identity, completely revealing the hypocritical and vicious face of the scum girl in public, so that her mother and younger brother can see clearly!
But these cannot be said to Xiangxiang.
If this timid and cute girl knew that her master had changed her soul, she would be scared.
Qin Xin leisurely fiddled with a row of winter chrysanthemums of different sizes on the windowsill, and answered the question that he was irrelevant: "Come on a mirror."
Xiangxiang shook: "Young Master Jue won't let you look in the mirror"
Qin Xin's face darkened: "Who is he? I have the final say!"
Jue Shao, Jue Shao, is that stupid man who medds with other people!
He is not her biological brother, why should he be so ungrateful?
Seeing Xiangxiang crying by her rough tone, Qin Xin calmed down helplessly and reached out to rub the other person's hair: "Be good, give it to me in the mirror."
Xiangxiang: ""
Been electrocuted.
Oh my god, at this moment, she felt that if she didn't look at her face, the little lady's temperament was even more handsome and flirtatious than Jue Shao!
It's just that face.
Qin Xin got the mirror as he wished and admired it with great interest.
"Is it ugly? I think it's quite unique"
Lan Qingxin's face has a good face, and it is a rare classical oval face with soft eyebrows and clear eyes.
only
The skin is poor and the sallow and dull.
It would be fine if the skin color was not good, but what was even more fatal was that there was a birthmark the size of a palm on the right forehead, which almost covered the eyebrow bone!
It’s fine if the birthmark is, but other people’s birthmarks are light red or light purple, which makes me feel pity for you and make people feel cherished.
Her birthmark is actually dark green.
Dark green!!!
Can you imagine a girl with a yellowish skin with a large dark green birthmark on her forehead?
The three words "ugly and weird" are truly worthy of.
However, Qin Xin himself is a beauty with white skin, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and a heroic posture.
Beauty is used to her own face, so she never thinks that beauty is important.
She patted her face: "Actually, it's better to be fat, it's too thin."
Xiangxiang sniffed with relief: "Miss, I'll stew chicken soup for you tonight."
It's so good. If the little lady gains weight, even if she doesn't get 60 points in the final exam, at least she has a good figure and Jue Shao will definitely like it.
Who knows.
Next second!
Qin Xin touched her chin: "If you get fatter, you will be more powerful if you beat someone up."
Xiangxiang: ""
Oh, you must not hear these words.
Emperor Song.
The top private club in the imperial capital.
In the suite, the lights are dim.
A man sat in a wheelchair facing the lonely stars outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
Cold, quiet.
Chapter completed!