Without seeing her reaction, Gu Beicheng hooked his lips and stuck his face forward for a few minutes.

He really wanted to punish the little girl who couldn't even recognize his own man.

The long finger was placed on her thin lip, and the pulp of the finger drew an arc along her lip.

Xia Yinian trembled slightly, and then frowned.

The pharmaceutical makeup group attaches great importance to this activity, and the makeup artist invited looks very professional.

Because of his specialty, she wanted to refuse or remind, but she couldn't do it or say it.

Gu Beicheng's finger abdomen was specially placed in the center of her eyebrows and gently rubbed it for her.

Knowing that he had brought trouble to others, Xia Yinian took a deep breath and stretched his eyebrows.

"I'm sorry!" she whispered.

"Are you nervous?" a clear voice came down.

This seemed to be the first thing he said after he entered the door.

Xia Yinian felt that she was a little possessed. Just now she thought that someone else's face looked like a uncle. Now she even feels like her voice!

But when did Uncle talk so sunny? She doesn't think about it!

Is she poisoned too deeply to think about this man all the time? It's really a magic barrier!

"No, but you're a little too close. I'm not used to it." Xia Yinian responded softly.

Since people have asked, she won't be so stupid as not to say a word.

If you could stay away from her, it would be best.

However, accepting strict makeup is really the first time. No, no, not the first time, but the first time to accept a male makeup artist.

This feeling is completely different from that of a female makeup artist.

When a female makeup artist, she can do whatever people do. She just needs to close her eyes.

But now, it's a man... Anyway, a little closer, she feels uncomfortable.

But when I feel bad, I feel inexplicably familiar and inexplicable... I want to get close.

Tangled, like psychosis, so far away is the best!

"Make up is usually like this, you should know." the man hooked his lips again, and the palm crossed the girl's face.

"Your skin is the best I've ever seen." before Xia Yinian spoke, he continued, "and... You look beautiful."

"Don't doubt my eyes. My eyes are very professional. Of course, don't doubt my intentions. You know, our industry must be professional."

"In the eyes of the makeup artist, the person in front of me is just a prop... Sorry, it seems a little too much. I just want you to understand that there is really no difference between men and women in my makeup artist's eyes."

"I... I understand." Xia Yinian nodded reluctantly.

It's like in the eyes of doctors, there are only patients, no men and women, isn't it?

It's just that it's really too close. It's a strange feeling.

Looking at her nervous appearance, Gu Beicheng was in a better mood.

"Take it easy and relax. I'll start putting on your makeup now."

She didn't intend to let her see through so soon. Gu Beicheng could only bear his impulse.

Xia Yinian almost resisted just now. When she slightly opened her eyes, what came into her eyes was the serious figure of the makeup artist.

He's mixing medicine. He doesn't mean to flirt with himself.

Xia Yi read the slave's lips and sipped his thoughts that he shouldn't have.

There are only two people here. It's normal for people to find some topics.

She can't accept any contact. She's really too pretentious.

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