"I've got it in my bag."

Sheng Jiaoyang sat down on the bed, opened his bag, and took out a lipstick from it.

"Draw it for me."

Sheng Jiaoyang's slender white fingers held the lipstick, and his eyes floated over as if nothing was there.

"Okay."

Wen Yanzhi walked over, took the lipstick, and sat down beside her.

This time, Sheng Jiaoyang didn't close his eyes, but just sent his lips in the direction of Wen Yanzhi.

Her chin was slightly raised, and at such an angle, her eyes were even more supportive, and they were extremely confused.

looks like this, where it looks like wiping lipstick, it's obviously a look that makes Jun Cai embarrassed.

However, Wen Yanzhi also knew that she was letting herself wipe lipstick.

He gently pinched her chin with one hand and took the lipstick in the other and gently touched her lips. The flaps are depicted little by little.

Her lips are full. Full, the lips are beautiful, especially when rubbed with this bright red, it is like a flaming rose in the sun.

Wen Yanzhi's gaze has always stopped on her lips, he is very serious, and he is also very careful, for fear that if he is not careful, he will turn her to the side.

Sheng Jiaoyang's eyes were also looking at Wen Yanzhi.

His eyelashes are very long, and it is rare for a boy to have such long eyelashes.

Mascara essence!!

Sheng Jiaoyang said silently in his heart.

But he looks really serious about doing things, even if he helps himself apply lipstick, it's like doing something big.

Sheng Jiaoyang now feels that he likes this feeling very much, this feeling of being taken seriously.

The two leaned on for a long time, breathing and smelling each other.

Sheng Jiaoyang seemed to be able to smell the hormonal breath that belonged to men, as well as some faint mint fragrance.

The two of them are so close, and they are so ambiguous. With his ambiguous movements, Sheng Jiaoyang also felt that his heart was a little fluctuating.

"Alright."

Wen Yanzhi stopped, and with the other hand, gently pinched her chin, and turned left and right.

It's like appreciating a work of art.

Not bad!!

Wen Yanzhi nodded in satisfaction.

Although it was the first time I wore lipstick, it was quite good.

Sheng Jiaoyang kept looking at his amorous eyes.

At first, his eyes were lowered, and each time his long eyelashes fluttered, it seemed to beat at the tip of his heart.

Now he lifted his eyes, as if a great fog had dissipated, revealing his clear pupils.

These eyes, as blurred as the night, as if hidden in the galaxy, clear and flowing.

"Do you like it?"

Wen Yanzhi got up, pulled Sheng Jiaoyang up, went into the bathroom, and let her stand in front of the mirror.

Sheng Jiaoyang looked at himself in the mirror, and his cheeks were lightly stained with a layer of red.

The eyes also seem to have a mist in them, which makes people have an urge to explore.

But......

Gradually, Sheng Jiaoyang's gaze also fell on the man standing behind him.

At this time, his eyes were focused on his body.

Looking at the two people in the mirror like this, there was an unexpected match.

"Beautiful."

For a while, Sheng Jiaoyang didn't know what he was praising about.

Whether he is praising the person in the mirror, or praising his lips.

"Let's go."

Wen Yanzhi bowed her head slightly, and the scorching breath brushed over her ears, teasing her heart for a while.

But, in the next second, Wen Yanzhi had already grabbed her hand and walked outside.