Nie Xiaoqian and Li Jiaren had a fight for a while, and then they drew a mature makeup for themselves. The whole person looked noble and beautiful like the queen of the night, which was very in line with Nie Xiaoqian's own temperament.

she stared at Li Jiaren in the mirror and muttered to herself, "what else do I always feel like about you, Jiaren?"

Miss Li looked at herself up and down and said, "what's the difference? Am I still poor?"

Nie Xiaoqian felt her chin and stared at Li Jiaren for a moment. Her eyes brightened and she said, "by the way, you're still short of a hairstyle....