There is an ancient saying: women are beautiful for those who like themselves, and scholars die for those who know themselves.
During his first love, Xiao Jinghuan, who was 17 or 18 years old, would study and study in front of his wardrobe in order to go on a date with Shao Feng.
Should she wear a dress or pants? Red or white? Which perfume would be more attractive? Which bag would be more suitable for her makeup today?
Every time they met, she always wanted the man to be more stunned by her, more stunned, more fascinated, and more fascinated.
In any case, women in love were like fools. They were very, very silly and cared about their impressions in the other party's eyes.
Actually, Shao Feng wasn't the kind of guy who paid special attention to whether she was beautiful or not. He had said before that what attracted him wasn't her beauty, but her posture when she played basketball and her smart brain.
