Anyaa panicked and didn't dare to look at Yaolai. Maybe it was because Yao said that he wanted to go on a blind date, or maybe he was shocked by Yaolai's boyfriend, and Lily felt unrealistic in an instant. Anyaa closed her eyes, trying to cover up the fact that her mind was boundless by pretending the darkness. Suddenly feeling warm on her skin, she opened her eyes, Yaolai held her face with both hands, "Don't move, the foundation should be like this, I think you're almost 30, don't you have any basic knowledge about makeup? ?"

"If you apply it directly, it should be like this." Yao Lai explained while applying: "It may be better if there is a sponge, it will be more even, your skin is very good, and there is no part that needs to be covered, so Good for even application."

Anyaa was shocked by Yao Lai's skillful movements and explanations and couldn't say a word.

"Your pen name is Anyaa, what does that nyaa mean?" Yao Lai began to ask casually while applying makeup to Anyaa.

"That's the Roman sound in Japanese, the sound of a cat meowing."

"It's not very easy to pronounce. According to n and y, I will give you a name... Well, let's call it Nanyou. Nan is a real surname in China, and the spelling of the characters is simple, making it very special as a surname. The word for grapefruit in the name, I totally came up with the unfinished grapefruit on your table." After Yao finished speaking, he sprayed some makeup remover on his hands, and then went to wash his hands. Picked up the grapefruit that Anyaa had left over the day before, and ate it with relish.

"What Nanyou, this name is too casual, and I'm not from the book, what a pseudonym!"

"Who said you're not from the book? Well, it doesn't matter whether you're from the book or not, the important thing, help me, help me write the story, ok?" Yaolai's frowns and smiles seemed to be carefully designed, It's like the beauty stuck in the big screen in the camera, although it looks out of place with the leftover grapefruit.

"The story, you have also read it. I remember that your comment just now was really bad. Looking for me, you found the wrong one. Besides, I'm really leaving now, and I don't have time to tell you this. Help me with makeup." , Anyaa pointed to his face. "Thank you for this."

"Wait," Yaolai grabbed Anyaa's arm: "What about eyeliner, eyeshadow and lipstick? This is called make-up. Even if we don't discuss the story of writing for the time being, but you are so careless in life, I can't stand it."

Instead, Anyaa was a little surprised: "It's enough to have a white face, I don't have other things, and as the saying goes, one white cover three ugly."

Yao Lai had a look of anger on his face, "It's really weird. Now you have no color on your two. To put it bluntly, this is the only way people wear sick makeup. If you go on a blind date like this, people will think you are sick."

"You are sick, I have no grievances with you, it is strange enough that you suddenly appeared in my house, and it is unbearable to say that I am sick, you better go, I am useless to you, My writing sucks too. Please find another job!"

After Anyaa finished speaking, he picked up his bag and left without looking back.

In the restaurant, Anyaa waited anxiously for three quarters of an hour, but the blind date disappeared. She clenched her fists and placed them on her chest: "This is a blind date that hangs on the line. If this is not possible, the career will be dull. I was taken home by my mother."

"I seem to have heard something extraordinary." Yao Lai appeared at some point and sat beside Anyaa. "A blind date with a life on the line is really novel and interesting." Yao Lai took out a lipstick, "This is for your roommate, although I don't agree with using someone else's lipstick, but I am in On the way here, I remembered that I had no money to buy it, so I had to do it. Please paint it for you."

"Didn't I let you go?" Anyaa suddenly began to resent Yao Lai: "I'm here to have a blind date, not to mess with your lipstick, okay?"

"What does that matter? Anyway, the other party hasn't come yet." Yao Lai used some strength to drag Anyaa's head out, and then gently put the lipstick on her lips. After such a smear, the originally pale face suddenly became vivid.

"I can't stand your sloppyness. Women can't be like this. Well, the lipstick is finished, I'm leaving." Yao Lai stood up.

"Sit down," Anyaa said.

"What?" The person who was hated was suddenly not hated again?

"I told you to sit down."

Yao came to take a seat.

"It's been almost an hour since the appointed time. Maybe people won't come. I'll invite you to dinner."

"Compared to this, why don't we talk about helping me write a story after dinner?" Yao Lai was a little bit sentimental about being cheap.

Anyaa didn't respond to her, but instead called the waiter to order.

Anyaa is small and weak, and the big menu feels a little unstable in her hand. She asks Yaolai what she wants to eat, but she does not get a response from Yaolai. Instead, a nice male voice came to mind: "I, everything is fine."

Anyaa didn't look up, and almost blurted out: I didn't ask you, but luckily she didn't respond slowly and put the sentence into her mouth in time. She raised her head ignorantly, and in front of her was a handsome gentleman who was about 180 feet tall. He had a slender face, not fair, but his temperament was about to overflow. His hair was a little messy~messy, and his collar was not It's too neat, it seems to be caused by running hard just now. Anyaa thought, could it be that he was running to catch up with the meeting time? Although he was an hour late, but looking at this tall and handsome face, Anyaa immediately forgave him.

"Ah, hello Miss Nan, I'm He Yiyan who came to meet you today, I'm sorry, I'm late." He Yiyan held the button of her jacket with her left and right, and then bowed lightly to Anyaa a bow.