Is the villain darkened again (fast wear)

17

Early morning.

    Lying in the warm nest of her room, Yun Qingqing crawled up with a cry.

    She had just propped herself up to sit when she felt a splitting headache.

    The headache was the normal feeling of a hangover.

    But, bizarrely, she felt that her lips also hurt, and after raising her hand to touch them, she found that they had broken the skin.

    "Dry and broken skin on the lips should be the reason for the dryness of the autumn and winter seasons. But ...... what is this tongue pain?"

    In addition to her lips, she felt that the tip of her tongue was painful and numb, and even inhaling a breath felt painful.

    Like being dog-eared all night long.

    She rubbed her temples and tried to recall the events of yesterday, and found that she had drunk herself out of her mind.

    "Little system, what happened last night after I got drunk?" Yun Qingqing asked the little system in her head.

    Little system: "...... I'm too young and was automatically forced to mosaic."

    "What do you mean?!" Yun Qingqing did not understand and continued to ask questions.

    Small system: too shameful, simply can not say.

    At this moment, her ears "buzzed".

    She touched her cheek and found that her whole face was strangely hot: "It's hot, what's wrong?"

    Small system: "Do not ask, ask is the host temperature rise."

    The small system deliberately unwilling to tell her the truth, Yun Qingqing only felt confused, thinking, this is not like the normal system, could it be that the small system has encountered a machine failure?

    "Take your time to fix it." She gritted her teeth and sat up, and when she lifted the quilt, she found a rosewood and cloud patterned wooden box on the bed.

    Yun Qingqing opened the box and found a familiar pair of hairpins inside, which she could not afford to buy at one time.

    No need to guess, the person who can put the wooden box on her bed and can afford to buy this pair of hairpin worth 5,000 taels - is none other than Lu Che.

    "This man he's such a loser." Looking at the glittering ruby petals on the hairpin, Yun Qingqing said with a smile at the corners of her mouth, pretending to be heartbroken.

    "Heartache you put away ah, wear on the head what is the matter?" The little system mocked while blowing the wind with the radiator.

    Yun Qingqing joyfully walked off the bed, sat in front of the prismatic mirror, inserted the hairpin into her hair bun, smiled sweetly towards the mirror: "I bought it, it's a pity not to wear it. The best years of life are in these twenty or so, I have to seize the time of youth and beauty, dress to the fullest, leaving my best look ...... who knows which day I will die?"

    Listening to her words, the small system wanted to spit a few words at her, but did not know what to say.

    Yun Qingqing is right, missionaries will encounter a variety of difficulties in completing the task, it is easy to have abnormal conditions. Therefore, "death" is a very simple thing for the completion of the mission.

    Just as Yun Qingqing was dressing up, the maid informed Hong Tang that she had come over.

    "Let her in." Yun Qingqing ordered, she also wanted to see how Hongtang was doing now.