Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 435 When I Woke Up, I Became a Ghost ([-])
Bai Ling had met her a few times before, she was indeed an arrogant and domineering little devil, usually showing pride and affection on her face, but never once, her expression would be like this...horrifying.

Her eyes were wide open, and the corners of her mouth were pulled up strangely. At first glance, she seemed happy, but upon closer inspection, she felt extremely panicked.

Those big beautiful eyes were dimmed, because they stared too hard, and they could still see strands of blood coiled and attached to the eyeballs.

Liu Huanhuan was humming an inexplicable nursery rhyme with a long and long ending, which slightly reflected and reverberated in the corridor, and when it entered people's ears, it was like the music that set off the atmosphere in a horror movie.

Bai Ling followed her all the way to the bathroom at the end of the corridor, saw her push the door in, stood in front of the large mirror and took a look, and then took out an exquisite and simple cosmetic box from her bag.

Cosmetics are all high-end big brands, piled up together, you can smell the breath of RMB - anyone who knows the goods will unconsciously handle them with care.

However, Liu An'an rummaged a few times and became impatient, then she slammed and dumped a bunch of bottles into the sink.

She stretched out her stiff but unbendable fingers, pawed a few times in the sink, and picked out a dark red lipstick. Her arms were as stiff as a puppet, and she bent back to her mouth bit by bit, applying a thick layer of lipstick on herself. Lipstick, thick and greasy.

Bai Ling looked at her mouth from the light reflected in the mirror, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he really wanted to take a napkin and wipe it off for her.

Before she could recover from this urge, she took out some eyeliner, mascara brushes and the like, and painted her eyes thickly and layer by layer.

No one would find this inhuman makeup look good-looking.

However, when Liu Huanhuan finished her makeup and turned her head to look in the mirror, she showed a look of satisfaction and enjoyment.

She seemed to want to appreciate herself from all angles, her head gradually tilted downward, more than 90°, and then she snorted, showing a slightly satisfied expression.

Then she unzipped the schoolbag and shook it upside down. Several bright red clothes fell to the ground, stained with dirty water.

But Liu Huanhuan picked it up without realizing it, took off her school uniform, and put those gorgeous clothes on her body.

Bai Ling stuck to the corner of the wall, looking at her silently.

The clothes she brought were a small red dress, the skirt just reached the thighs, the top was loose like tulle, and a pair of small leather shoes with roots.

The girl finished dressing slowly, zipped up the skirt, and lowered her head to put on her leather shoes. The heels of her shoes stepped on the ground, making a clear clicking sound.

The makeup she had put on before was too heavy, and when the tight and narrow clothes were pulled off her head, she wiped off the makeup, leaving two long, blood-tear-like black marks under her eyes, and wiped away a patch under her lips. Viscous blood.

She raised her eyes abruptly in this inhuman and ghostly manner, and in the mirror, her eyes met Bai Ling's.

There was a gap in her bright red lips, and she curved into a weird smile. She and Bai Ling looked at each other for a while, and asked faintly, "Do I look good?"

Bai Ling: "..."

It's not good-looking, what a beautiful little girl, painted like a fool.

But this sentence obviously couldn't be said calmly.

——The girl had already turned around, and walked towards her step by step. Every time she took a step, a stale aura spread from her body.

"Why don't you talk?" Seeing that Bai Ling never responded, the girl seemed a little angry.

(End of this chapter)