It's a little itchy.

Han Zhuoling touched his eyebrows, and Shi Xiaoya couldn't help but look at his expression.

It was probably because she was too nervous, and it was about Han Zhuoling's expression that was always too serious, and her eyebrows were like knives.

Shi Xiaoya was afraid that she would not do something good, so she made the big president angry.

Therefore, I can't help but pay nervous attention to his reaction.

Finding that Han Zhuoli frowned, Shi Xiaoya immediately held her breath nervously.

"Mr. Han, what's wrong?" Shi Xiaoya asked nervously.

A pair of big eyes stared at Han Zhuoling's face tightly.

Square peg?

It's so inappropriate.

He didn't know what was wrong, and he didn't feel like it was right anywhere.

She used to just breathe on his face, but now when she spoke, the breath brushed on his face, jumping and jumping, making him itch not only his cheeks, but also his earlobes.

Originally, there was a little bit of a slightly painful wound, but I didn't feel the slightest pain at this time, but it was a little itchy.

This faint itch seemed to melt directly into the blood through the wound, into the heart, and scratched his heart and liver.

Han Zhuoling suddenly turned his head to look at Shi Xiaoya.

Shi Xiaoya didn't expect Han Zhuoling to come out like this suddenly, and she was stunned.

Forgot to react, just looked directly at him face to face, and the distance between the two was only so close.

She even felt his breath in her face.

Shi Xiaoya didn't know how red her face was now.

Han Zhuoling's stern gaze revealed a little stunned, and he frowned again and turned his head, "Go on." ”

Shi Xiaoya was still in a daze, and Han Zhuoling's words fell for a long time, but she didn't react.

Han Zhuoling turned his head to look at her again, "Done?" ”

Shi Xiaoya finally came back to her senses, but as soon as she came back to her senses, she was stunned by Han Zhuoling's serious expression, "Mr. Han, what's the problem?" ”

"I'm asking you, are you done?" Han Zhuoling asked patiently.

I heard that Shi Xiaoya is the top makeup artist in the industry, and even Gao Zishan has to make an appointment to queue up if she wants to make up.

Why am I so stupid.

Can such a character really mix in the entertainment industry?

"Not yet!" Shi Xiaoya hurriedly said, changed her breath twice, and showed her most professional attitude, "It's still a little close." ”

Shi Xiaoya took the sponge egg and smudged the foundation on the edge of the red mark naturally, and pressed it with her fingers.

Han Zhuoling only felt her soft fingertips gently fall on his cheeks, soft and itchy.

Han Zhuoling gritted his teeth, and waited for Shi Xiaoya to cover him with loose powder and set makeup.

"That's it." Shi Xiaoya said.

If she were someone else, she would definitely improve her eyebrows and eyes a little by the way, so that people could look better in front of the camera, but there would be no traces of makeup.

But Han Zhuoling's facial features don't know how to grow, so it's just right.

Thick eyebrows, no need for any retouching, even high-definition lenses can't take him.

Han Zhuoling looked in the mirror and found that it was indeed good, he couldn't see any wounds on his face at all, nor did he see any traces of cover-up.

"Mr. Han, the wound on your face is temporarily covered, but it is inevitable that it will not breathe when you cover the foundation, and it is better to remove the disinfection as soon as the film festival is over." Shi Xiaoya said.

Han Zhuoling nodded, "Got it, thank you." ”

Shi Xiaoya smiled and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned his head to Lu Man and said, "What are you not satisfied with when you look at the makeup?"

"No, that's good." Lu Man smiled and said, "I'm bothering you again this time." ”

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