"Use makeup remover to take it off within three hours, or your eyeshadow will leave black stains for two or three days before it fades."
"Don't use toner to touch up your makeup."
"Remember to put on some weight when you get home. Your weight is a little unhealthy. You're not a professional model, so make sure you reach a healthy weight. Witches can cure illnesses easily, but being sick is still very unpleasant."
Every time Yan Yunfei listed something, Jiang Han nodded once.
After waiting obediently for the young coroner to finish and leave the room, she stuck out her tongue at Zheng Xiu, who stood nearby with her arms folded and was suppressing a laugh.
Zheng Xiu applauded as she laughed. "You really do look like a mom, don't you?"
This negotiation expert was lively. Only after the coroner had left did she, still wearing that somewhat conservative one-piece underwear, walk to the cabinet to change clothes. She winked at Jiang Han and made an "everything's OK" gesture.
Neither of my two mothers is much like that. One looks like an elementary schooler in a yellow hat and rain boots, and the other looks like a regular in the VIP booths at your police station's elegant seating area... Jiang Han tilted her head, patted the belly of the mascot suit, and asked curiously, "It really does feel real."
"From an alchemical perspective, it still counts as alive." Zheng Xiu said it in a completely nonchalant tone.
"Impressive, big sis. That one sentence nearly told a perfect ghost story. Try a little harder next time." Jiang Han cupped her face and spoke in a frivolous voice.
Zheng Xiu had an enviable figure—beautiful curves, a mermaid line, the soft muscular beauty of a woman, and an appearance that suggested tremendous