"What is this?" Ann looked at the obviously used lipstick brush that Alan handed to her in confusion.

“…… Didn't you find your lipstick brush? Allen's eyes looked around, but he didn't dare to look at An Qian.

An Qian: "......"

"That'...... This lipstick brush? An Qian's eyes were locked on the brush head that obviously still had faint traces.

"You dislike it?" Alan frowned.

Hearing this, An Qian ignored Allen, but looked at Huo Shaoting on the side.

Huo Shaoting: "...... Alan also only brought this lipstick brush today. ”

Hearing this, An Qian's gaze fell uncontrollably on Huo Shaoting's red lips.

Uncontrollably, he glanced at the hand that Alan subconsciously wanted to withdraw, and the lipstick brush he was holding in his hand!

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!"

At the moment when Allen retreated to dodge, An Qian snatched the lipstick brush with his hand and said happily.

Alan: "......" This woman really turned her face faster than she turned a book.

I don't want it for a second, and I still dislike it.

As a result, in the next second, after knowing that this was Huo Shaoting's used lipstick brush, he immediately turned his face and snatched the thing away.

It was Huo Shaoting, who noticed the change in An Qian's attitude before and after, and his eyes softened a lot.

"Isn't this not good...... "An Qian's makeup artist said with a look of desire.

"No, no, no." An Qian said as he quickly put the lipstick brush into his bag.

Seeing An Qian's action, the other three people in the dressing room were stunned.

What's the situation?

Didn't she use the lipstick brush for her own use?

How did you put it in your bag?

"Your lipstick hasn't been repaired yet...... "The makeup artist looked at An Qiandao without saying anything.

"This is to be made up, this is to be made up." As she spoke, An Qian took out her own lipstick directly from her bag and wiped it on her mouth.

Makeup Artist: "......"

Allen: "......"

Huo Shaoting: "......"

So what was the purpose of her taking that lipstick brush???

At this moment, this thought flashed through the minds of Huo Shaoting, Allen and the others almost at the same time.

"That lipstick brush ......," Alan couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, An Qian, who was mending up lipstick, looked at Alan in surprise: "Didn't you give me that lipstick brush?" ”

"Who said......" is for you.

"Yes."

Alan just wanted to say that it was "borrowed", but Huo Shaoting took a step ahead of him.

Allen: "......"

"Since it was given to me, isn't it right for me to put it away and treasure it?" An Qian said.

"......," Alan pulled the corners of his mouth dryly, "if you like it." ”

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it and find a real home for it!" An Qian said solemnly.

For some reason, An Qian's words always felt strange in the ears of the other three people present.

"Knock knock."

Without waiting for Huo Shaoting to think deeply about the meaning of An Qian's words, there was a knock on the door of the dressing room where they were.

"Who?" Alan asked, looking towards the door.

"It's me." Qin Ze pushed in, "We've finished filming, Director Jiang asked me to ask the two of you if you've done it, let you hurry over and take the rest of the makeup photos when you're done." ”

"Alright, alright, here we go." An Qian quickly patched up the lipstick in two or two clicks, and quickly picked up the powder on the side and patted it on his face casually.

In the eyes of the makeup artist and Allen, An Qian locked her treasure bag with Huo Shaoting's lipstick hidden in the cabinet.

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