The cosmetics had all been placed on the table.
However, Ning Chu's attention was on the bed, the two small toys that looked like twisted eggs, and the exceptionally hideous imitation French stick that was too big for Lily to use.
She blushed, her eyes flashing as she dared not meet Wen Yang's gaze.
She was in trouble~ her image was probably completely ruined!
She glanced at Wen Yang, who was standing to the side, and her head hung down. Her face was already as red as if it were about to bleed, and her ears …