Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

Murong Xue doesn't like noisy environments, and she dislikes the festive atmosphere of Halloween even more, so she refuses to participate in all Halloween activities.

But she couldn't refuse the special Halloween drinks made by Song Pingqing.

"It's really turned red." Murongxue leaned against Song Pingqing and looked at the juice boiling in the pot. "Why did you put so much sugar?"

"This is not for drinking. This is to simulate a vampire's blood bag." Song Pingqing dipped a little with chopsticks, "Would you like to try it?"

Murong Xue took the chopsticks and took a bite, her eyes lit up: "Sweet and sour taste!"

The sweetness is just right.

"I made it with hawthorn and added food coloring." Song Pingqing continued to stir. "The portion I prepared for you has no coloring and is in a small stew pot."

"Why are you there?"

"I've stewed apples. You can try some." Song Pingqing said as he took out the food.

Murong Xue leaned over to take a look, and indeed saw something of a not-so-beautiful color.

This is a color that is difficult to describe accurately, and it contains a lot of finely chopped apples.

It doesn’t look very appetizing, but this was Song Pingqing’s favorite hawthorn fruit soup in his previous life.

Song Pingqing brought the stew pot to the dining table and put a small porcelain spoon in it: "Try it?"

In the past, the food or drinks she used to coax Murong Xue were either not very pretty or smelled very fragrant.

This time is an exception.

Murong Xue scooped a little with a spoon and put it into her mouth without hesitation.

"Hmm!" Her eyes lit up and she scooped a little more to taste it carefully. "It's not sweet, but it has a rich fruity aroma."

Song Pingqing put the boiled "plasma" aside to cool down, propped up his chin with both hands and watched Murong Xue eat: "Not bad, right?"

"Yeah." Murong Xue looked up and saw Song Pingqing staring at her, and her heart skipped a beat.

Pretending to be calm, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

After saying this, she still felt it was not enough, so she added with a slightly arrogant tone: "Do you think I'm good-looking?"

Song Pingqing couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, it looks good."

This time Murong Xue really couldn't hold back her blushing.

Song Pingqing laughed, his voice bright and clear: "What's wrong with you? Don't you think you are pretty?"

Murong Xue stood up, wrapped the stew pot with a cloth and left.

This stupid girl is so annoying. I don’t want to play with her anymore!

When she and Murong Xue attended dinner parties, they were still young and wore light makeup as sparingly as possible.

But it’s not like that for Halloween. To dress up as a vampire, the makeup must be thick and exaggerated.

Although the skin qualities of the two lives are different and the cosmetics they can afford are not in the same level, fortunately there is a "beauty expert" in their team.

Wu Qiming recommended several products that are recognized by big stars as having the best reputation.

Song Pingqing practiced for two days and his mentality was completely broken.

Putting on makeup is like studying. If you don't make progress, you will regress. Song Pingqing hasn't put on makeup for decades in her previous life and this life, so she really doesn't know how to do it anymore.

Murong Xue looked at Song Pingqing's colorful face, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times. She wanted to laugh, but she was afraid of hurting Song Pingqing so she didn't dare to laugh.

"Although Halloween makeup needs to be exaggerated, you are exaggerating in the wrong direction."

Murong Xue endured for a long time, but finally couldn't stand it anymore. She sighed and took out her phone: "I'd better hire a makeup artist for you."

Song Pingqing: "If you think I'm ugly, just tell me..."

"Some words are really hurtful when spoken directly." Murong Xue clicked on a contact number.

"You really said that!" Song Pingqing covered his face.

"You look better without makeup." Murong Xue was tense for a while and said this true word.

Song Pingqing always felt that these words had a bit of a straight man's tone.

Murong Xue refused to participate in the Halloween event, and Wen Zhuo was not interested in it either.

Song Pingqing prepared carefully for three days. On the night of the school's Halloween event, he brought two of his younger brothers and dressed up as vampires and entered the party.

I thought I would become a very handsome guy, but I came out after just ten minutes.

Song Pingqing and Shen Ci sat on the stools in the lobby of the party, lost in thought.

Sure enough, there is a difference between ideal and reality. She thought she would see a handsome vampire and a beautiful witch cat demon.

As a result, there was chaos inside.

The flickering lights almost blinded her eyes.

The rhythmic music almost broke her heart.

Is this a party? This is clearly hell!

There are all kinds of monsters in there!

Song Pingqing suddenly sighed.

Never mind, never mind. Even if she could start over again, her soul was still too old.

"Brother, don't sigh, it's not your problem." Shen Ci comforted, "I can't stand that kind of environment either."

"It makes me feel better knowing that you can't stand it either."

Among the three people, the only one who could accept this environment was Wu Qiming.

As a soloist, he was like a fish in water at the Halloween party. In just half an hour, he added the contact information of six beautiful girls and two handsome boys.

He even sent a message to the two of them: "Where are you two? I can't find you. I have a few pretty and handsome guys drinking together here. Do you want to come?"

Shen Ci saw the message and replied: "No, we are underage and don't drink."

Song Pingqing looked down at the news: "He's really noisy."

"It's not just a normal commotion."

Shen Ci turned off his phone: "You don't know, he bought a few bottles of wine last month, saying he wanted to taste the wine and learn how to mix cocktails, and asked me if I wanted to drink."

"You definitely won't drink it." Song Pingqing was very sure.

Shen Ci has the style of an old cadre when it comes to this kind of thing.

"You're thinking a little too far ahead. The reality is that he ran into Xue'er right after he walked in, and Xue'er had the bodyguard throw him out along with the wine."

Shen Ci couldn't help but laugh.

"How come I had no idea about this happening?!" Song Pingqing was shocked.

If she knew, she would definitely go downstairs to see what was going on.

"You were busy tinkering with your handicraft at that time." Shen Ci replied.

While they were chatting, the group of bodyguards who had just left came to pick them up.

Wu Lide handed a coat to Song Pingqing: "The eldest lady said that you were wearing too thin clothes when you came out, so she asked me to bring you some clothes so that you don't catch a cold."

Song Pingqing suddenly had a feeling that "my daughter has grown up".

The eldest lady is really becoming more and more caring about others now!

Although she was not cold, she put on her coat anyway.

"Why did you come out so soon?" Wu Lide asked.

"It's too noisy." Song Pingqing buttoned up his coat. "I'd better go home and have some peace and quiet."

Thinking of the young lady's instructions before leaving, Wu Lide joked, "You can't go back right away."

"what happened?"

Wu Lide opened the car door and let the two get in: "The eldest lady said that the set of tools for making jewelry that she ordered for you has arrived. It's just right for you to pick it up on the way."