First Lady

Qin Yu thought for a while: "How about we go early in the morning..." Because it's the end of the year, some supermarkets don't close until very late.

Qin Yu has already made up his mind. In such a cold day, there must be very few people in the shopping mall in the early morning. If he asks Bai Ling to help him put on makeup at that time, no one will be able to recognize him.

Bai Ling's eyeballs rolled around, "That's a good idea, let's go home and rest for a while, and go tonight."

After finishing talking, I remembered another thing: "Hey, it's done, this time you can't let me carry things alone, you can't always bully me as a big man."

Qin Yu drove with one hand, and squeezed Bai Ling's cheek with the other. [

"When did I bully you? Don't slander others, okay? I haven't treated you well recently. Every time I finish work, I'll pick up your things, okay?"

Bai Ling smiled and hid: "Hey, drive your car well, I don't want to be on the headlines with you tomorrow."

After the original embarrassment gradually faded, it was replaced by a gradually harmonious relationship.

The reason why Bai Ling kept avoiding Qin Yu after the relationship was actually because she wanted to give each other time to think. She didn't want Qin Yu to accept her because of guilt.

Back home, Qin Yu simply made some egg noodles, and when it was out of the pot, he picked some eggs from his own bowl and put them in the white silk bowl.

Qin Yu likes this kind of faint little happiness now, and likes to watch Bai Ling gobble up the food he cooked, it will make him feel satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

Back in this home, he is no longer a Uranus superstar in the eyes of outsiders, but just an ordinary man at home.

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At eleven o'clock in the evening, Bai Ling began to make up for Qin Yu.

Dilute Qin Yu's original shiny skin to dark yellow, and stick a mustache under his nose.

There are a few faint wrinkles on the forehead at the corners of the eyes, and a black line cap on his head. At first glance, he looks like a middle-aged uncle in his 40s. It is estimated that Chu Zhengfei may not be able to recognize him when he comes.

After putting on her make-up, Bai Ling sighed to herself, her skills are getting better and better, isn't this the disguise technique in martial arts novels?

But Qin Yu was a little depressed, he stroked his mustache, could the person in the mirror be him decades later?