Ni Yanhong was lying comfortably in a cosmetology bed and making a mask. He suddenly sneezed when he was cold.

"Sneeze!" Her valuable mask almost fell from her face.

Ouch, who misses her at this juncture?!

In the past, Ni Shenghong would have cursed people long ago. But today she was in such a good mood that she just smiled and asked the beautician to help her sort it out, and then she lay back comfortably.

"Mrs. Ann is in a good mood today." The beautician complimented her while massaging her.

"well, of course," Ni Yan Hong is applying the mask to her lips. "Tomorrow, I can see a good...