Quick-wearing male god skin is sweet

Chapter 164 The Cold and Cutie 38
The face that appeared in the mirror was so frightening that Yan Ge almost took off the mirror!

The red blood was concentrated on the white of the eyes, like the fatigue and anger after staring at the electronic screen for a night, and the complexion was even more ugly, like a seriously ill patient who was about to return to the west!
For the first time, Yan Ge felt that sleeping all night was better than sleeping!

It's impossible to be more miserable than she is now after three nights of disco dancing, right?
After washing up depressedly, Yan Ge rummaged through the box to find a bag of emergency mask.

She cut back on her makeup time, chanting "miracle glow" like a spell while applying the mask until mask time was over.

But no matter how effective the mask is, it is impossible to completely solve all skin problems in just 15 minutes.

Seeing that his face didn't improve much, Yan Ge scolded angrily: "You shameless profiteer!"

Instead, she used primer, foundation, and concealer to cover her lifeless complexion.

Putting on a glamorous lipstick, Yan Ge felt like an oriental vampire who hadn't drunk blood for a few days in the mirror, full of resentment and exuding a powerful and terrifying cold aura.

It can scare people into a heart attack.

She was debating whether to change the lipstick color again.

The phone rang suddenly.

An anxious voice came from the receiver, and He Miao told her that it was already 9:30, and asked where she was?

Yan Ge was taken aback, he didn't care if he would scare people out of his mind, grabbed his phone, took out the car keys from the drawer, and rushed out——

At 9:45, when Chang Yuan and He Miao watched Yan Ge's high-profile Rolls-Royce like a tank, rampaging and stopping in front of them with a gust of wind...the two petrified in place in horror.

When Yan Ge stepped out of the car with a tense face and a noble and glamorous makeup, they suddenly felt a suffocating feeling as if their throats were tightly strangled by a pair of hands.

This... What's wrong with this?
After Yan Ge glanced calmly, he threw the car keys into his bag, and said softly, "I drove it here in a hurry, let's go now."

The tone of this is like saying "Rolls-Royce is my scooter, now I don't need it for transportation, let's go." Calmly.

Chang Yuan had the feeling that he might as well have been hit to death by a Rolls-Royce just now.

After sighing with a complex expression, he brought Yan Ge and He Miao, who was silently walking beside her, to his Land Rover, which looked very cold in comparison...

After getting in the car, the atmosphere was unusually quiet.

He Miao, who had sensed that Yan Ge was in a bad mood from the very beginning, gently took her arm and smiled slowly at her.

Yan Ge turned around, the coldness in her eyes dissipated a lot, she said: "I didn't sleep well last night, you don't have to worry that I will lose control of my emotions."

Hearing this, Chang Yuan, who was stepping on the accelerator, almost rushed out without even a shiver.

He took a look at Yan Ge with a gloomy expression from the rearview mirror, and the goosebumps that had just disappeared instantly returned!
What dream can make you feel like you're going to kill someone...

The two people were worried, and it was not until Yan Ge and his partner had an elegant conversation that they gradually calmed down.

After successfully signing the contract, Chang Yuan and his partner were discussing which restaurant to eat at, when Yan Ge's cell phone suddenly vibrated.

She smiled apologetically, "My friend sent me a WeChat message, I'll take a look at it first and continue chatting."

Chang Yuan and his partner didn't think too much about it. When the two decided to choose a restaurant, they suddenly heard a crisp "clang".

They heard the sound and looked around, only to see Yan Ge sitting there motionless.

Her complexion became as pale as paper, and her black and white eyes stared blankly, as if her soul had been shelled and only a shell remained.

Her whole body seemed to be shrouded in a black and white filter, and even the glamorous lip color seemed to be overshadowed by its glamorous color at this moment.

Yan Ge's hand was still holding the phone, but the phone had already fallen to the ground, and the screen was shattered like a spider web.

Even so, the screen was still on.

He Miao, who was sitting next to Yan Ge, saw clearly the WeChat message that made her lose her composure.

"My brother suffered a heart attack last night and just escaped rescue, so I can't have dinner with you today..."

(End of this chapter)