Leo glanced at her calmly, and finally set her gaze on Ivy’s red eye sockets, and asked with a sense of inquiry and sympathy: “Miss Yan, are you okay?”
“This is eyeshadow, I’m trying on makeup.”
Ivy forced to put on a gentle and gentle smiling face, but she was bleeding from her heart and roared frantically: It’s definitely not that her eyes were swollen, believe me!
Leo nodded clearly, her tone still not salty or weak: “I’ll pick you up for dinner.”
“Our appointment is not tomorrow…” Halfway through the conversation, Ivy finally realized something and asked him tentatively, “Today…is the 6th?”
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