Symbolically, she knocked on the door. When she got his "please come in", she pushed the door open and sat in the posture of "please". But she took the opportunity to look inside with Yu Guang. It seemed that he was better. Sitting behind the desk, she was still so stylish. If she didn't take it seriously, she didn't know that he was still ill.

After the manager went in, she politely withdrew to close the door.

Now, I'm relieved. He doesn't seem to be in any serious trouble.

Before going off work, she took out a small mirror and looked at her mouth. How could it still be red and swollen? It was a bit awkward and annoying. After a while, the seniors found out what to do.

She was a little worried. On second thought, she took out a tube of red lipstick from the drawer and drew it carefully in front of the small mirror. In this way, it should not look very obvious.

She did not know when Hua moyao came out. She felt a burning look. She looked up and saw him standing there looking at himself, smiling and staring at his half painted lips. There was a trace of ambiguity in her eyes.

Xiao Mimi's face turned red as soon as she brushed it. She felt that she was caught doing something wrong. It was him who caused her red and swollen lips, which made her feel embarrassed. Quickly put away lipstick, "pa" a close mirror, buried head pretending work.

Hua moyao came over, bent down, put his arm on her desk and looked at her with a smile in his eyes: "although lipstick is not allowed to be painted during working hours - since it is painted, it will be finished."

She just put it away after half of the painting. Now it's really ugly and strange. She also knows who did this. Xiao Mimi secretly glared at him.

Hua moyao picked up the lipstick and helped her draw it himself.

Xiao Mimi was so embarrassed that she grabbed the lipstick in his hand with a red face: "I'll do it myself!"

So, he stood in front of her with his arms in his arms, smiling rather than smiling, watching her apply lipstick with great interest.

Work time, in front of his boss lipstick, this man or his predecessor!

Xiao Mimi's face is almost like a pig's liver. Shit, he just stares at himself. He's going to die if he leaves!

She was afraid that her colleagues would come and see it. When she was nervous, her hands would inevitably tremble. She didn't care if she accidentally deviated a little.

Regardless of whether the painting was perfect or not, he quickly put down his things and did not dare to look up at him.

Hua moyao picked up a tissue, bent down, and carefully helped her wipe off the point on her lips.

Xiao Mimi was about to dodge when Hua moyao said in a low voice, "don't move. Do you want to be a kitten?"

As soon as he said that, Xiao Mimi did not move. After he helped her wipe it off, he seemed to be examining a handicraft and nodded with satisfaction: "well, it's beautiful."

When he finally left, she secretly took out a small mirror and looked left and right, as if thinking about the credibility of his words just now.

With white skin and bright red lips, it looks different.

The more I look at it, the more narcissistic I am. I feel so happy in my heart that I almost didn't write it on my face.

Stop! Stop! She was mainly afraid that Shen Xuechang would find something strange. Well, she didn't come to appreciate how beautiful her make-up was.

After work, Shen Wenyang saw her change at a glance and said with a smile: "make up?"