Tang Yanqi emptied out the contents and was dumbfounded—inside was a pile of lipsticks. Tang Yanqi wasn't very knowledgeable about these things. She couldn't be sure if this was the entire collection of a certain brand, but she could be certain that, even if it wasn't, it was almost the majority of it.
She roughly counted and found there were exactly ninety-nine shades, no wonder it required such a large stocking, no wonder it was so heavy.
Ninety-nine lipsticks scattered across the bed, almost covering it completely. Tang Yanqi was embarrassed. Wouldn't just one or two be enough?
So many and you can't even eat them, right?
As she was thinking this, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Sheng Jianan swaggered in, "Awake? Do you like it?"
Tang Yanqi looked up speechless, "Are you planning to have me eat them as meals?"
Sheng Jianan, unhurriedly, took out his phone, fiddled with it a bit, then handed it over to Tang Yanqi. There was a sentence written on it.
