The beauties in the future world not only have good foundation, but also have makeup, filters and microdermabrasion.

The mainstream beauties of this era are all simple, healthy and elegant beauties.

Pure natural beauties don't know how to modify themselves, and the styles and colors of their clothes are all ordinary black, blue, and gray styles. Naturally, it is difficult to find a beautiful woman who is eye-catching.

Three points depends on looks and seven points depends on dressing up. This is no joke.

When many celebrities are amateurs, they are just the pretty girls next door.

Buddha relies on gold, and people rely on clothes. Under the packaging of a brokerage company, they will become more and more beautiful.

"The educated youth named Lin Jingyi who I told you about hooking up with Commander Feng last time had a falling out with Commander Feng."

"Captain Feng spent a lot of money to work in the supply and marketing cooperative. That little girl also had the guts to write an IOU to Commander Feng."

"But such a good job, protected from the wind and rain, still working as a watch counter, usually leisurely and comfortable. I don't know how many people dream of a position that can be passed on to future generations."

Xu Jiajia's grain and oil station is usually very quiet, but during the first few days of the month, it is also very busy every day.

She took another look at Song Ranran, who was getting whiter and whiter. This was the most carefree and delicate person, who didn't need to be exposed to any wind or sun.

"That Captain Feng won't give up so easily, right? He used to be so obsessed with Lin Jingyi, and he spent more than just the money on the job, right?"

Song Ranran was very curious about the heroine in the book. She was not bad looking, but Captain Feng was definitely not someone to be trifled with if he could sit in the position of leader. She had put in so much effort, but in the end she was beaten by Lin Jingyi. An IOU?

"I heard that Lin Jingyi has a relationship with the young master of the chief's family, but I don't know if it's true."

Xu Jiajia looked around and found that there was no one nearby, but her voice still lowered several times.

"How could it be? Didn't the young master of the chief's family retire due to injury? Isn't he too young?"

Song Ranran had met the chief's son once. He was handsome and elegant, but he was very thin and had no energy when sitting in a wheelchair.

This article started out as an article about the struggle of educated youths going to the countryside, turned into an article about stepmothers, and now it has become an article about redemption?

It seems that in this book, the heroine is the girl of destiny.

In the past few months, Jiang Yichen has not come to see Lin Jingyi.

It seems that the relationship between the male and female protagonists has just begun to sprout. Due to various changes, the relationship between the two has not yet developed.

The second male lead in this book is too young, and his personality is too irritable. Without the male protagonist, he would not be able to rise to the top.

"He has retired, but his injury seems to have found the right doctor and he is almost back to normal. Last time I saw him practicing walking with crutches."

"If his legs are really good, I don't know how many girls will follow him. From now on, this family home will start to be lively again."

"I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to watch the fun."

Xu Jiajia thought that this time, more than 20 young and beautiful girls came to the island.

The gossip in the family home is no longer the same. The couple from the east family quarreled, and the children from the west family got excited over trivial matters such as bed-wetting.

"Go ahead, there is fresh gossip. Sister-in-law, if you want to know, come and share it with me. I rely on your gossip to pass the time in these boring days."

Song Ranran thought that Gu Beicheng hadn't been back for several weeks this time and didn't want to go anywhere.

She wanted to see her when Gu Beicheng came home.

"Sister, don't worry, I'm not here to tell you the latest gossip."

It's really comfortable to chat with Song Ranran. She won't interrupt randomly and will listen to the gossip carefully and discuss it with me.

Her home is cool, her people are generous, and she never takes advantage of others.

They all treat her as equals and give her things in a regular manner.

After sending Xu Jiajia away, Song Ranran started practicing boxing again.

Gu Beicheng was not at home. Apart from reading and feeding rabbits, boxing was the only way she could kill time every day.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, as soon as Song Ranran lay down on the bed, she heard the door downstairs being opened.

"Gu Beicheng!"

Song Ranran knew by feeling that it was Gu Beicheng who had returned home.

She didn't even change her clothes and rushed downstairs as fast as she could.

Song Ranran looked at Gu Beicheng with tears in her eyes, smelling of blood.

She wanted to rush towards him and hug him, but she was afraid that he would be seriously injured.

“Daughter-in-law, it’s just a small injury, it’s okay!”

Gu Beicheng took off his crutches to show that he was not seriously injured.

But the sudden appearance of veins on his forehead exposed his lie.

"Gu Beicheng, you big liar."

Song Ranran couldn't stop her tears from flowing down, but she was more concerned about what happened to his wound.

She wiped her tears, walked quickly towards Gu Beicheng, and used her power. He hugged Gu Beicheng and walked to the second floor.

"Daughter-in-law! You........................."

Gu Beicheng was really shocked. Song Ranran, who was so delicate and soft in his eyes, was now holding him, a big man weighing more than 160 kilograms, walking upstairs like walking on the ground.

If he hadn't personally experienced it, even if he went out and told others, others would think he was bragging.

"Don't talk now, lie in front of me, or I will punish you and spank you, understand?"

Song Ranran carefully placed Gu Beicheng on the bed and held him down to prevent him from getting up.

She gently untied all the restraints on his body and began to examine his wounds.

"Daughter-in-law, we haven't seen each other for twenty-three days, thirteen hours, thirty-six minutes and fifty-two seconds. I miss you so much!"

Gu Beicheng looked at Song Ranran whose eyes were red and swollen, feeling distressed and trying to divert her attention.

"I miss you too, but I need to check your wounds first."

There were all skin injuries on the front, including a deep and long stab wound on one thigh.

The current medical conditions on the island are limited, so I simply applied a little purple liquid on the wound.

Song Ranran hugged him gently and carefully turned him over, showing a few minor scratches on his back.

"If you hadn't encountered me, you would have been lying in bed for half a month."

Song Ranran pinched him bitterly, and turned him over where he had the most flesh.

"I am still the least injured, and there are no empty beds in the hospital. I got a few bottles of disinfectant and came back."

"My injury looks serious, and it will heal soon. I still have half a month of vacation this time, so I can stay with you at home."

Gu Beicheng had already accepted in his heart that Song Ranran was a strong man.

She always gives him all kinds of surprises. Song Ranran is so beautiful, so he naturally hopes that she can be here and have the ability to protect him when he is away.

"It's so hot on the island. It's better to heal your injury as soon as possible. I have special medicine in my hand, but I can only give it to you. Your comrades... ....."

Don't blame Song Ranran for being cruel, the special wound medicine in her space is particularly effective.

But it is not something that can be extracted and made from current plants.

Once someone outside knows about this special wound medicine, she may face life imprisonment or be hunted down by spies from various countries.

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