Pray to God that she will make her beautiful after putting on her makeup.
Definitely, definitely.
After a moment, Ciel opened his eyes, lowered his head and opened the compact in his hand, wiped some of his fingers, and then looked up at the mirror to start applying makeup.
Half an hour later, she was finally done with her makeup.
Ciel looked in the mirror and became beautiful and white, and he was very happy.
I really didn't expect this low-grade foundation to be even better than what she used for tens of thousands of dollars a bottle in Europe.
Cill closed the rest of the half-fit foundation and placed it on the wooden table in front of the mirror, then walked out of the bathroom.
Edith, who was sitting at the broken table in the living room eating the leftovers of the noon guests, heard the door open, shoved the remaining half of the pizza into her mouth, turned her head to look in the direction of the sound, and was going to tell Ciel how delicious the pizzas were, much more delicious than the hard bread they had for lunch, and asked Ciel to eat a few pieces like she did.
But when she saw Sil coming out, her face was stunned, and her mouth was big.
God, is that white and beautiful person Miss Sill?
"Edith, why do you want me to stuff a rock into your mouth when your mouth is so big?"
asked Edith in disgust as she walked in the direction of Edith.
Edith closed her mouth, choked on the pizza in her mouth, looked at Sylle and shook her head: "Miss Sylle is not that I don't want Miss Sylle to stuff a stone in my mouth at all, it's just that Miss Sylle is so strange that you suddenly become so beautiful." ” "Is it?"
Cill was in a good mood when he heard Diddis's compliment, raised his hand and touched his cheek, smiling proudly.
"Of course it's Miss Ciel, you were as black as me yesterday, but you're so white today, it's like you've put an angel's skin on your face, Miss Sir, can you tell me how to turn you white?"
Didis couldn't hide her excitement and shouted: "God, if I turn white, I must be the most beautiful woman in the world, no longer a small town." “” The smile on Ciel's face gradually froze, and he glanced at Diddis and said, "Diddis, when will I be as black as you, besides, your skin is similar to ink, unless you put a layer of paint on it, otherwise it will not turn white, you still die of this heart, Edith." ” "All right, Miss Syr."
Edith turned out her pork-colored lips aggrievedly, turned her black body to face the leftovers of a table of restaurant guests on the broken wooden table, and pinched a half-bitten piece of pizza with her black fingers and stuffed it into her mouth.
Didis thought to herself as she ate.
Miss Cill is really stingy, obviously she just doesn't want to tell her the way to turn white, for fear that after she turns white, she will become the most beautiful woman in the world, surpassing Miss Ciel herself.
She also lied that she needed strong paint to whiten her skin.
Oh, Miss Ciel, she's really bad Ciel didn't know that the narcissistic black girl on top of Edith's head was complaining to herself, and she was worrying about how to get close to the rich man at the moment.
If you want to find a financier, you have to get close to the rich first, otherwise everything is empty talk.
Cill thought about three places.
One is a tailor's shop.
The second is the concert hall.
The third is a watch shop.
These three types of places are frequented by rich men.
As for why she didn't go to those open dance halls to dance and try to meet a rich man, after all, rich men also love to go to that kind of place to play and fool around. oshow7 t1706231537: