Fu Yingying smiled, then looked directly at Zhao Xinying, "sisters, believe it or not, anyway, I have a good intention! I cooked it myself!"

After listening to this, Zhao Xinying looked at Fu Yingying's white and moist little face, bit her teeth and took it over, "sisters, I'll attack your white and smooth skin, and I believe you! I'll take it back and try it. If it works, I'll thank you again!"

Fu Yingying liked Zhao Xinying's cheerfulness, "OK! Let's look forward to the effect together!"

Just then the class bell rang and began the third self-study class.

Zheng Nannan looked at Zhao Xinying puzzled. "Do you really dare to use this thing?"

Zhao Xinying shrugged helplessly. "Anyway, it's all like this. Even if it's worse, where can it go? Try it!"

"Don't blame me for not reminding you that you have to cry when you are disfigured!" Zheng Nannan also has a lot of acne on his face, but his mother told him that this is puberty. It will be better when he grows up.

After returning home in the evening, Zhao Xinying washed his face and had no foundation concealment. The acne on his face was much more, and there were still many pock marks.

Although I went to see the doctor, the doctor said that sebum secretion was too strong and prescribed some medicine. It was very useful at that time, but it became more and more serious after a few days.

She didn't want to be stared at, so she put a thick foundation on her face, but it only made her skin worse and worse.

But now Zhao Xinying is still young and doesn't understand the harm of cosmetics, so she keeps using cosmetics on her face.

Just about to apply some acne removing and toner on her face, I suddenly remembered the bottle of ointment Fu Yingying gave her.

Now that she decided to try, Zhao Xinying took out the bottle from her schoolbag and put some ointment on her face. However, because there are many acne marks and scars on her face, she directly painted the whole face, leaving only the position of her eyes.

The color of the ointment is not good-looking, black brown, but the smell is not bad, and there is a faint smell of wild chrysanthemum.

I used to feel hot and stinging when painting on my face, but today I feel cool and cool on my face. It doesn't hurt at all.

Zhao Xinying found a clean towel and put it on the pillow. She was ready to go to bed. She thought she could not sleep as before, but after lying down, she smelled the faint aroma and fell asleep soon.

The night also had a beautiful dream, and she recovered her beautiful, white skin as a child

I even dreamed that I had become a big star. It was very dazzling and attractive wherever I went.

Just a beautiful dream was suddenly awakened by a harsh alarm clock. Zhao Xinying turned over in bed and had to get up early to read early.

Quickly ran to the bathroom to wash her face. Zhao Xinying felt her face. It was bumpy and frightened. She thought she was really disfigured. She suddenly looked up in the mirror. It turned out that the ointment on her face was dry.

So Zhao Xinying gently rubbed her face with water and washed her face. All the ointment on her face was washed. She found that her face didn't hurt at all, and she felt that her acne was smaller.

After wiping her face with a clean towel, Zhao Xinying saw a small face. Although there were many acne, it was much smaller and no longer red and swollen.

Gently press the acne on her face with her hand. Zhao Xinying was surprised and cried with joy, "it doesn't hurt..."

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