Long eyelashes, a small nose, a kitten-like mouth, he doesn't know what other women look like without makeup, and he is not interested.

However, I have seen some female artists before applying makeup during the trip.

Although it is a little rude to describe the other party as terrifying, this is just his inner thoughts, and he will not talk about it to anyone.

In terms of shock, it may be more appropriate for his mental activity.

He never thought that there could be such a big difference between people before and after makeup, and it was only after seeing it with his own eyes that he began to believe that the makeup of country A is indeed like a hair change.

But Xia Xia is different.

Whether she has no makeup or makeup, it makes no difference in his heart.

It's just that she will give him more nostalgia and closeness without makeup.

In her previous life, she was like this, she rarely wore makeup, and in the years when she could still live happily, she was a good baby-like student.

And after putting on makeup, she has more of the youthful charm of her current age.

Although youth and charm seem to be two diametrically opposed temperaments, they can be perfectly combined in Xia Xia.

Let him...... It's harder to look away.

And when she was without makeup, it made his desire to protect more intensely, even if he knew that Xia Xia, who had come here in this life, didn't need him to be a knight anymore.

His hand gently stroked her hair, but after a few moments he stopped.

If Xia Xia suddenly woke up at this time, probably his behavior would be regarded as an offense in her eyes.

And...... From the perspective of the relationship between the two, it is true that they are not close enough to make such an action.

Huo Ansen sighed, and the sleepiness that had been haunting his heart never dissipated.

He is a very strong willpower person, except when facing the girl in front of him.

But even his tenacious will was crushed by the surging sleepiness.

After sleeping on the floor for such a night, I still feel so apologetic and remorseful, and I really can't talk about how well I sleep.

But as soon as I sat down in bed, the feeling of wanting to have a good rest also came flooding over.

He remembered the invitation that the girl said yesterday, but in fact, looking back, he also knew what the girl meant in the first place.

Although he almost made a big mistake yesterday, it didn't go against his desire to do what the girl wanted.

Huo Ansen carefully lay on the edge of the bed, trying not to disturb her.

In fact, he was too careful, and the girl slept very deeply, and she didn't react at all because of the sudden fall of a 'heavy object' next to her.

She didn't feel it at all.

Huo Ansen was relieved.

Strange to say, the sleepiness that could have been tolerated, when lying down next to the girl, began to become uncontrollable.

It's a sense of security that accumulates over time.

Or rather, a habit.

By the time he opened his eyes again, Xia Xia had already woken up.

Her cold face was actually much better than Huo Anson's expectations.

At least nothing more embarrassing him, even though he hated to burrow himself into it.

She has no face to face her sober state, let alone those pale and weak apologies.

The washing movement is very slow, and there are ingredients in it that I deliberately want to avoid with her.

Although both knew that such avoidance would not actually help.

Regardless of these two days.

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