Author: Salina

Not pleased, not to have compassion.

Zheng Yuanyuan felt that Gu Qingcheng seemed to have transcended the world and become a real "goddess".

Feng Xiangwan and Li Tingfang, who came back one after another, also discovered Gu Qingcheng's transformation.

While Gu Qingcheng went to the bathroom to wash up, Zheng Yuanyuan and the other three people got together——

"Yuanyuan, Fangfang, have you noticed that Qingcheng is getting more and more beautiful!"

"Yeah! Yeah! I found it! It's not just that I've become more beautiful, the key is that kind of temperament. Oops, I can't describe it-"

"I can't find the right adjective. I just feel that I can't help but want to worship her. She's so beautiful and elegant. She's a perfect goddess!"

"Hmm, why am I a girl?"

"...I really want to remind Qingcheng not to be so obsessed with gender when choosing a mate!"

"But it doesn't matter, boyfriend and girlfriend will break up one day, but we can be good sisters for life!"

"Uh-huh!"

The three lovely girls had no doubts about their roommate's transformation, let alone jealousy.

They just have instinctive envy, and they also have instinctive liking——

Who says only men like to look at beautiful women?

Women like it more, okay?

If my best friend is a beautiful woman, I will be proud, even proud, okay?!

Gu Qingcheng came out of the bathroom and successfully gained three little fans and three good girlfriends.

Zheng Yuanyuan, Feng Xiangwan and Li Tingfang also discovered that Gu Qingcheng not only became more beautiful, but also became less "contradictory".

They no longer have to worry about so-called sensitivity and self-esteem, but can share as they please.

"Qingcheng, come and try the hair care oil I just bought. Although it is not a big brand, it can be customized!"

Like a silly girl from a landlord's family, Feng Xiangwan took out all the luxury skin care products and skin care products she had customized from abroad.

The famous logos are not used on the bottles and cans, but they do not look cheap at all.

Gu Qingcheng had just come here, and the original owner didn't know much about it. He only knew about luxury brands such as L's, C's, and D's.

Gu Qingcheng has a taste for things.

She can judge the quality of these things just by looking at their quality and smelling them.

As a noble daughter of an aristocratic family, Gu Qingcheng has enjoyed the true luxury products, and she understands a truth: the best things are often the least.

And those so-called famous brands that everyone knows are no longer the best.

Niche, low-key luxury is more classy.

"Well, this essential oil smells great!"

Gu Qingcheng spread out his palms, dropped a few drops, smelled it, and then began to apply it on the ends of his hair.

Her movements were very natural and not "begging" in a humble way.

While rubbing her hair, she glanced at Feng Xiangwan.

Feng Xiangwan is Bai Fumei, and her parents are among the first people in China to become rich.

Feng Xiangwan's family has been very, very rich ever since she could remember.

She is an only child, and her parents love her very much.

After more than ten years of "trial and error", Feng's mother helped her daughter find the clothes that fit her best and adjusted the most suitable skin care products for her...

Now Feng Xiangwan is very delicate from head to toe.

She has fair skin, neat teeth, and a very appropriate height-to-body ratio.

The only shortcoming is probably that the hair volume is a bit short.

There is nothing we can do about this.

If your appearance is flawed, you can still get plastic surgery.

But for hair, ahem, even hair transplantation is just tearing down one wall to make up for the other, and it cannot completely solve the problem of hair volume.

"Xiang Wan, I will write down a prescription for hair care, both for external and internal use. You can give it a try."

"Can I become like you if I use that recipe?"

If someone else had said this to Feng Xiangwan, Feng Xiangwan would have said "thank you" politely.

Then, there is no more.

But the person who said this was Gu Qingcheng, a beautiful woman with long black and thick hair.

Feng Xiangwan would believe it subconsciously.

Her eyes sparkled with eagerness.

Gu Qingcheng: "As long as you keep using it, you should be better than you are now!"

Hair, like appearance, is also natural.

Basically, it is "seven points are destined by nature, and three points are determined by hard work."

There is basically no good way to care for your hair or black hair.

Traditional Chinese medicine is better. It nourishes the kidneys and nourishes yin, and regulates it from the "root". It can have some effect at least.

However, it is not realistic to achieve the naturally good hair volume like the original owner.

Unless she is also given a golden finger, or she meets an awesome urban fairy doctor or something like that.

"……also!"

Feng Xiangwan heard what Gu Qingcheng meant and was slightly disappointed, but he was still willing to try.

She was indeed greedy and actually wanted to be like Qingcheng.

It would be better than now, and it would be great if the hairline does not become precarious.

"Qingcheng, thank you!"

Feng Xiangwan "figured it out" and became happy again.

"Um!"

Gu Qingcheng responded lightly, cold and noble.

If she had this look on her face, she would definitely look ordinary and arrogant.

However, with this prosperous beauty and the nobility that comes from the depths of her soul, Feng Xiangwan and the other three people all felt that it was normal——

We are just mortals, it would be great if the goddess could respond!

What more bicycles do you want?

Gu Qingcheng used his own unique way to build relationships with his roommates.

307 The way the four friends get along has also become a little abnormal.

Idols and little fans?

Goddess and mortal?

It’s all there!

…

Early the next morning, 307’s friends got up one after another mumbling:

"There are only two classes today, and they are both scheduled early in the morning!"

"That's right, wouldn't it be better to wait until the afternoon? I won't even be able to sleep!"

"Yuanyuan, hurry up. If you don't get up, you will be late!"

"I still have to go to the cafeteria to eat! Oh, I just hope it's not too late!"

Among the four girls, some complained, some rushed to wash themselves, and some insisted on staying in bed.

The small dormitory was very lively.

It was the first time for Gu Qingcheng to have this kind of "collective" life experience. It was a little uncomfortable, but more of it was novel.

After twenty minutes of excitement, the four friends left the dormitory chatting and laughing.

They first rushed to the second cafeteria closest to their dormitory building.

Breakfast in the north is basically fried dough sticks, fried cakes, steamed buns or steamed buns.

Paired with a bowl of porridge and a boiled egg, it is a nutritious and satisfying meal.

Gu Qingcheng kept the habit of the original owner, a boiled egg and a cup of soy milk.
To be continued...