Novel Key Creams Novels & Stories

But this only emboldened her. She used more and more, even started putting on a fake wealthy persona, sharing her skincare routine daily. Caviar masks were worth thousands. Collagen creams were worth tens of thousands. Jenny used them as if she were painting walls, without the slightest bit of concern. This quickly gained her a wave of followers. Once, after volunteering under the scorching sun, my face became severely allergic, peeling, and inflamed. When I returned to the dorm to use my intensive repair cream, I found it completely gone, stolen by Jenny.

For a while, the acne cream became popular again. An Taotao was lying lazily on the sofa, and suddenly heard a few "drip drip" sounds. Is it like last time again? An Taotao stood up and looked at the sales page expectantly. When the sales volume stopped at 100000 yuan, it would no longer go up. It was not as popular as before, but it was also very good. There is a lot of small money in the account! An Taotao took a closer look at the order, and found that basically all the products were acne cream, and others were also available. The most prominent acne cream. Sure enough, girls love beauty. But if they were used together with whitening cream, the effect would be better.

It was quite a long day as Theresa was busy dragging me round the whole city, like girl you just flew into Italy, you need some rest. Theresa had her bath too and sat on the bed and opened some box and began to take out various creams and lotions. I watched her apply them. "Uh...what are those? I asked curiously. "Well, these....? They are my beauty maintenance stuffs" " Your what main what? "Yeah you heard me. Okay. This is my face mask for clear face, this is my essential oil, my face cream, my body cream, my knuckle cream ,my...."

I go into the suite and open the cupboard, where I keep my hair creams. “Don't talk to me!”, Blanca says and hangs up on me. I look at the screen in disbelief. What a shitty day! And I've only been awake for twenty minutes. “Bloody hell.” I take the jar of intensive moisturizer and open it, finding a jar of hazelnut cream inside for emergency situations instead of cream. The contract says no cans, no jars and most importantly: no preservatives! I know Berta comes to inspect, it takes hours to clean my room, do you think I'm an idiot? I don't even leave it messy... I pick up the toothbrush case and take out a spoon, opening the seal, smelling the delicious aroma. I knew it would be a good ide

The soft fabric soaked up the moisture as I worked through each strand with care. I moved to the creams and oils she had laid out in elegant glass jars, their gold labels etched in a curling script. One smelled like almond and honey, another like orange blossom and white tea. I chose the simplest one, pale and thick like fresh cream, and smoothed it into my skin. The lotion warmed in my palms as I massaged it into my arms and legs, my shoulders, my neck, working through the tension still hiding in the joints and muscles. Next came the hair.

The countertop of the skincare section in her room looked like a miniature beauty store. There was a foaming cleanser made with organic honey, a toner that smelled like cucumber and sea water, and her favorite moisturizer—a light cream made from aloe. She even had an under-eye gel, “for puffiness,” she’d claimed with such seriousness. “Do we really need eye cream today?” I asked as I kept tiny dots under her eyes. “Yes. I didn’t get my beauty sleep. Daddy was on the phone for hours.” I paused. “He was?”

Compared to before, she was no longer as resistant to his closeness. Anna pointed to the luxury skincare set on the table. "This brand smells really nice. How did you know I like roses?" The brand was exclusive, not sold to the public, only available to wealthy clientele. It was more luxurious than the version she had used in Miami. Lorenzo, seeing that she had just applied serum, picked up the jar of face cream, casually replying, "I guessed." As he began emulsifying the cream in his hands, Anna thought he was going to apply some to his own face, but instead, his rough palms landed gently on her face.

Her eyes widened but she pasted on a smile. “This,” I said firmly, my tone clipped, “is our revitalizing serum. Made with stabilized vitamin C, hyaluronic acid, and botanical extracts sourced from across the globe. Lightweight, long-lasting, and clinically tested. Unlike cheaper imitations, our formula is built to last.” The comments lit up, praise rolling in. Scarlett laughed, slipping her arm through mine. “See? My darling always explains it better than I do.” The questions came next… when are you getting married?

Those fancy, exclusive shops made her break out in hives. Keely wasn’t a “shopper” any more than she was a girly-girl. She bought her clothes at western stores or outlet malls. She didn’t spend time agonizing over what to wear, although she had a weakness for funky cowgirl boots. She managed to slather on makeup most days, but not in excess. Her one indulgence was lilac-scented lotion and oil from Sky Blue, a company her cousin Kade’s wife, Skylar, owned that specialized in naturally made beauty products. But she probably wouldn’t have bothered if the store wasn’t right below her apartment.

"In fact, this is the effect of the ancient secret cream Cloud family." "Is that the white jade cream my boss gave you? No wonder! I didn't expect that ointment to have the effect of strengthening the skin. Woo... It's a pity that the boss has only one box. Otherwise, I'll have one box to apply on my face. The boss really appreciates you and gives you all the good things. I'm almost jealous." "If you want to, it's not impossible. Maybe I can really give it to you." She gave a sly smile.