In her previous life, Ni Yang was also a beauty enthusiast, who put a lot of work into her skincare. She could instantly identify any skin issues.
Wang Meifeng opened the lid of the porcelain jar and took a sniff. It faintly smelled lovely with a hint of milk, no wonder it was called a cleansing milk.
"And this one?" asked Wang Meifeng.
"This is aloe vera gel," Ni Yang continued, "You apply it on your face after washing with the cleansing milk."
Wang Meifeng nodded and smilingly put the two little jars away, "Yangyang, I won't stand on ceremony then."
Every heart has a love for beauty. Ni Yang is so capable, the things she produced must not be bad. What if they really worked?
Ni Yang smiled and said, "No need for that."
Time flew by, and soon it was past three in the afternoon, and Wang Meifeng and the others proposed their farewells.
Because Yang Changzheng really liked the tea leaves that Ni Yang had fried, she packed a large bucket of tea leaves for them.