FSC [QT] Chapter 151.1

“One sheep, two sheep, three sheep… seventy-six sheep…” (T/N: Hmm, I have tried this method, but never succeeded!)

Because of the hangover, her head was dizzy, but even so, combined with the method of counting sheep, Ah Wu still tossed and turned and couldn’t fall asleep.

“Ugh—”

She sat up suddenly, then grabbed her straw-like hair like a madman, and finally walked into the bathroom like a heroic martyr. She took a deep breath and looked at herself in the mirror.

She was still so ugly, so ugly that she couldn’t bear to look at herself.

Ah Wu made a bitter face, found a can of makeup remover from the bottles and jars placed beside the wash basin, and cleaned off the mottled makeup on her face.

The girl in the mirror had fair skin, which was not inferior at all to the thick foundation color she had just applied. In fact, because of her natural skin color, it looked more transparent and natural than the thick makeup.

Her young skin was so tender that she could pinch water out of it. However, the girl’s sleep seemed to be too irregular. Against her fair skin, the two dark circles under her big round eyes were particularly conspicuous.

However, they were not ugly. Under the dazed gaze of the person in the mirror, she even looked a little cute.

After removing her makeup, her face was much cuter than the original overturned color palette.

Her chin was slightly pointed, but there was still baby fat on both sides of her cheeks, which were round and plump, just like the energetic girl in the cartoon.

Her eyes were big, and her eyelashes were long and curled, like a small fan. The two long and thick black eyeliners originally painted on her eyelids were not necessary at all. The thick eyelashes were like natural eyeliners, making her eyes look big and energetic.

Ah Wu blinked at the mirror, and the young girl in the mirror also blinked.

Ah Wu pouted at the mirror again. With this action, the pimple on the tip of the girl’s delicate nose in the mirror became more and more conspicuous. The pink color and the small diamond-shaped lips set off each other.

There was no need for that kind of weird and explosive death Barbie pink. The girl’s original lip color was attractive enough. The plump lip shape, when pouting, was like inviting a kiss.

It was so cute that Ah Wu wanted to kiss herself in the mirror.

Why did she think that the devilish dress was the most beautiful before?

Ah Wu couldn’t tell for a moment whether there was something wrong with her aesthetic taste in the past, or her current aesthetic taste had suddenly changed.

But no matter what, of course, she had to like herself now.

Ah Wu pinched her cheeks and grimaced at herself in the mirror. Even the pimple on the tip of her nose looked particularly cute in her eyes.

The only flaw was probably the purple straw on the top of her head. Her hair quality was extremely poor and she didn’t like the color either.

Recalling the red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple that appeared on her head in her memory, Ah Wu felt that the original black color was the most pleasing to her eyes.

She was going to dye her hair back to black later and do an essential oil treatment at the same time.

Ah Wu scratched her hair.

Her afro with corn silk was hard to take care of. When she woke up this morning, her hair had become a bunch of straw that could not be sorted out. She tried to use hair oil and a comb to comb out the tangled hair, but to no avail.

For this reason, Ah Wu had no choice but to simply tie her hair into a ponytail. At least, it didn’t look so scary.

After a simple cleanup, Ah Wu returned to her room and began to choose clothes for going out today.

Her bedroom is very large. In addition to an independent bathroom, there is also a cloakroom with an area of ​​nearly 40 square meters. Most people’s bedrooms may not be as big as this half of the dressing room.

She didn’t like to let others tidy up her cloakroom, so although the cloakroom was spacious, the things inside were piled up like a mountain, which looked very messy.

Ah Wu spent a lot of effort before she could barely pick out a set of clothes that she could wear.

The simple white T-shirt was stuffed in the corner of the drawer. It still looked brand new and had never been favored by the owner. The exaggerated ripped jeans were probably warmer than those worn by beggars.

However, because the clothes were very refreshing, the white T-shirt on the upper half of her body was also simple enough, and paired with such a pair of ripped jeans, it actually looked youthful and invincible.

Ah Wu looked at the clothes on the ground, which were either fluorescent colors or printed with exaggerated pictures and texts, with a headache, and once again doubted whether her previous aesthetics were different.

She probably wouldn’t touch these clothes anymore in the future. In addition to buying some clothes that suit her current aesthetic, she also had to think about what to do with these clothes.

 

 

 

 

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