Hearing him say that, Jiang Ruan's lips curved into a sweet smile, tossing him an ambiguous glance: "I look good no matter what."
"After all, we're naturally beautiful, with such a pretty face."
Jiang Ruan said, clicking her tongue.
Not the least bit humble.
Bao Ye listened, amusement flickering in his dark eyes, unable to hold back his laughter: "You are not humble at all."
Jiang Ruan hummed.
Finishing the foundation, she continued with the setting powder, looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but sigh.
"Time goes by so fast, we've finished filming already, it feels like it was just yesterday when we arrived."
Bao Ye raised an eyebrow and looked over: "What, you're reluctant to leave this dump?"
He felt full of disdain for the place.
Compared to Beijing, it was not just a bit behind.
"Not really."
Jiang Ruan said with a grin: "It's just sentimental, got along well with everyone, suddenly leaving, of course, there's a bit of reluctance."
