Zhao Xinying has forgotten that her face doesn’t hurt and when did it happen if she doesn’t have acne?

After a while, I heard the shouting outside, "Miss, get up quickly, I'm almost late to school."

"Here, here we are." Zhao Xinying quickly replied, and then applied a little ointment with a face sign on the spot where there were acne on her face. The face was not ugly.

After doing this, Zhao Xinying was about to run out, but when she thought of putting the ointment on the table, what if the cleaning lady threw it away? After all, the bottle was ugly, and she didn't think it was a good thing at first glance.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Xinying put the ointment in her schoolbag. If the ointment on her face is dry and fallen off, and it is repaired at any time, perhaps the acne on her face will be healed faster.

In the past, when Zhao Xinying went out, she would always use hair spray to fix her hair and cover half of her face to cover the acne on her face. Now the acne on her face has hope of getting better, and Zhao Xinying doesn't want to deceive herself and cover it up.

Pick up a rubber band from the side and tie a high ponytail, which is youthful and beautiful, lively and cute.

Therefore, when Zhao Xinying came downstairs with ointment on her face, Zhao Fu downstairs saw her daughter like this and was slightly stunned, "Xinying, what are you applying on your face?"

"My friend gave acne removal cream, which is pretty good." Zhao Xinying replied, sitting in her seat, someone else was eating milk, egg, oatmeal porridge, and hot chicken nuggets. She usually thought this thing tasted good, but for some reason, I didn't want to eat it anymore, "Aunt Wang, serve me a bowl of porridge, give me an egg, and make it lighter."

Zhang Yufeng is Zhao Xinying's stepmother. She usually asks Zhao Xinying about her well-being. When she heard this, she asked quickly: "Xinying, this is what you like to eat, why did you suddenly stop eating it?"

"I have acne on my face, over-secreting fat, and I can't eat fried foods, so I have to eat more vegetables." Zhao Xinying replied in a rare good mood, eating porridge, eggs, and two slices of whole wheat bread.

"Haha, it's better to eat less." Zhao Fucai smiled, "Those fried ones make you feel hot, eat more vegetables, and eat some normal meat. Maybe you can have less acne on your face. In comparison, is the ointment on your face reliable?"

Zhao Fucai is rich. Although he divorced his ex-wife, he still cares about his only daughter very much. Of course, as the most powerful man in Honghai County, how can he do without a son? So Zhao Fucai cheated and gave birth to a son and a daughter outside. Zhao Xinying's mother found out, so he divided the property and divorced directly.

"Of course it's reliable. I used it for a day, and the acne on my face didn't hurt much, and it was much smaller." Zhao Xinying nodded, and after eating, she went to school with her schoolbag on her back.

Zhao Xinyi, who was behind, followed him out, "Sister, where did you buy the ointment on your face?"

"Haha, I won't tell you." Zhao Xinying didn't like this half-sister, she was only six months older than her. He knew that this was a "human life" that her father had created outside after her mother became pregnant.

Zhao Xinying rode her bike to go to school, while Zhao Xinyi, who was behind, got into the car at home and asked the driver to take her to school.

Because she didn't apply hair spray, she could feel her hair being blown freely by the wind, her face stopped hurting, and she felt her breathing smoothly in an instant.

When he arrived in the classroom, Zhao Xinying saw many people staring at her.
Chapter completed!