Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 65, The Angel Who Doesn't Smile
"Yes, yes, I will definitely seal my companions' mouths and prevent them from talking nonsense." Zheng Min couldn't resist such a request from Lin Anluo, who was deliberately showing weakness, and his heart softened into a pool of water, and he repeatedly agreed.

Lin Anluo took a big gulp of soy milk in satisfaction, and bid farewell to her junior, "Then I'll go back to class, bye!"

After getting rid of her worries, she smiled at Zheng Min, turned around and walked briskly towards the teaching building.And the elementary school boy who was abandoned by her in the cafeteria was still immersed in her sweet dimples and couldn't extricate himself.

Sima Han was waiting for her at the door of her classroom early on Wednesday afternoon. Lin Anluo and her teacher took leave from the last self-study class and went out with him to Sima Lan's house to celebrate his birthday.

"I'll go home and get a present first." Lin Anluo said.

"Birthday present?" Sima Han was so regretful that he hammered his thigh after hearing what she said, "I forgot to tell you, my uncle doesn't like people giving him birthday presents. Let's send him the money directly."

"I've asked him, and he will accept it." Lin Anluo said, with an inexplicable sweetness in her heart. Sima Lan also said that he did not accept gifts, but he made a special exception for her.

Sima Han muttered furtively, "Did you change your mind when you get older? Why did you suddenly ask for a gift again?"

cough cough.

Lin Anluo, who was trying to become his little aunt, turned her head guiltily and did not continue to discuss this issue with him in depth.

Lin Anluo, who had finished taking the presents, greeted Chen Yuqin and said that she would go to Sima Lang's house for dinner. Chen Yuqin looked at her as if she was about to pour a pot of water, "Okay, the same sentence, go to someone's house and be polite."

Jiang is still old and spicy, and she is also very close to Sima Han. Why does Chen Yuqin only think that the relationship between her and her uncle is different?
[System] cleared by the onlookers: When you go to someone else's house for dinner, you have to change into a special set of clothes. Except for Sima Han, who is so stupid, who can't see it?

Lin Anluo: Don't speak so directly!I don't want to lose face!

She bought a new set of clothes, a black dress with a waist and ruffles, paired with an orange short coat, and a pair of lotus-colored pointy shoes. She has a slender neck and deep collarbones, and her waist is slender under the coat, revealing Her calves are smooth and fair, and her long hair is draped over her shoulders. She is less of a student and more of a girl's beauty and softness.

Even though Sima Han's nerves were as thick as a telephone pole, he became curious, "Why did my sister change her clothes? Isn't that pretty?"

It turned out that she was only wearing an ordinary T-shirt and washed jeans. Lin Anluo thought it was too casual, who wouldn't want to look better in front of the person she likes.

But my brother is still young, he doesn't need to know so much.

Lin Anluo said seriously, "I want to take a group photo as a commemorative later, so I changed into a different set of clothes."

"Oh!" Sima Han instantly accepted this reason and happily suggested, "Let's develop another set of photo albums."

No need!

She followed Sima Han to a high-end residential area. She was still nervous when she got on the elevator. After all, she hadn't seen Sima Lan for a while. When she was talking with him on the phone, she couldn't see her face, but she was still calm.

But if she and Sima Ling chat face to face
Just thinking about it, Lin Anluo wanted to run away.

But no matter what, it has come, and there is no way out no matter how loud the retreat drum is.Unaware of her nervousness, Sima Han hummed a song and rang the doorbell, shouting, "Uncle, we are here to condolence to the lonely old man!"

After opening the door, Sima Ling smiled angrily and said, "I'm only 16 years old!"

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Lin Anluo next to Sima Han. She was holding a small gift box tied with a red ribbon in her hand. She had long hair that reached her shoulders. She was gentle and charming. On her tender little face, she had a pair of eyes that looked as clear and smart as a deer. Looking at him, Sima Lan couldn't bear to look away as soon as his eyes fell on her.

His little girl seemed to be a little prettier than the last time he met.

His little girl, Sima Lan savored these five words carefully in her heart, her eyes darkened, and the tip of her tongue was sweet when she read it, it was the first time he had such a feeling after living for so many years.

Lin Anluo was actually trying to pretend to be calm. This time, Sima Lan was wearing an apron, a simple light brown home T-shirt and linen cotton trousers. Under his casual attire, he had a unique charm. She felt like she was fertilizing her own seedlings just by looking at it.

"Come in, you don't need to change your shoes."

Sima Lan took a deep look at her, turned around and walked straight into the kitchen.

When Lin Anluo came in, she couldn't bear to step on the floor of his house, because it was too clean. His house was very big and decorated in a simple style, mainly in cool colors. Nuo Da's living room only had some basic furniture, and the dining table was in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. , panorama of the city from the window.

Sima Han kicked on his sneakers and ran in without any psychological burden, leaving shoe prints all over the place. As soon as he entered the door, he went straight to the refrigerator with ease, "Sister, come quickly, let's see what good things my uncle has stored."

He first took out two cans of drinks whose names he didn't understand, opened the tab, and sniffed them in front of his nose, "This is juice, grape-flavored."

Lin Anluo took the drink he gave her, and took a sip curiously. It tasted sweet and sour. Is it grape-flavored wine?
Before she could stop Sima Han, the boy had already drank half of the can, and said with a frown, "It seems to taste different from ordinary fruit juice."

"Because it's wine, brother"

Sima Han opened his eyes wide, "Wine?"

It seems that the degree is not low, but after drinking half a can, Sima Han's face has turned red.She couldn't help laughing, "Stop drinking, you're almost drunk."

She doesn't drink very well, so she put juice wine on the table. Although she was standing in the living room, her heart followed someone to the kitchen. Sima Han was still digging through the refrigerator. A small head.

The tall man with the back is concentrating on washing the vegetables. He seems to have many faces. He is casual and unruly at ordinary times. At night, he is domineering and ruthless, saying the most frivolous words and doing the most gentle actions. Now he can still hold his sleeves , Washing vegetables and cooking with well-muscled forearms.

Sima Lang seemed to have eyes behind him, and suddenly turned around to catch Lin Anluo who was peeping. The mole at the corner of his eyes moved, and he smiled slightly, with a gentle voice, "Are you hungry?"

"No, goodbye!" Lin Anluo blushed as if the wine she had just drunk suddenly turned up, and returned to Sima Han's side, took a big sip of the juice wine she had just put down, and tried her best to soothe her fast heartbeat.

Sima Han held a box of bright red strawberries, his face full of confusion, "Sister, this is wine."

"I'm thirsty." The flustered Lin Anluo made lame excuses.

Sima Han took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and handed it to her, very innocently, "This is for you, minors are not allowed to drink."

He went to wash the strawberries. Lin Anluo held a bottle of water and didn't really want to drink it. She walked around the living room twice, and stopped at the kitchen door involuntarily. Stretching her head, she asked in a stiff tone, "Do you need help?"

With her back turned to her, Sima Lan was heating up the oil, and said to her, "Go to the sofa, turn on the TV, pick up the remote control, and tune to the channel you want to watch."

"OK."

Isn't this the meaning of going to cool off, Lin Anluo sat back on the sofa angrily.

(End of this chapter)