Dad, Please Let Me Solo Push!

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Chu Yuanqing sat upright in a chair before the table, her back to her.

She had changed into a white shirt and short skirt. Her slender, graceful, yet full figure was too perfect and iconic.

Just a glimpse of the beautiful lines of her back, and the vague curve that suddenly bulged from the base of her spine, concealed yet outlined by the skirt, was enough to recognize whose body it was.

But in this composition, the most eye-catching element wasn't this figure.

It was the person in front of her.

Xie Qingxuan was bending over, her hand movements appearing like a flirtatious caress on the other person's cheek from a distance. Her falling white-gold hair even rested on the other person's crystal-clear, rosy earlobe, almost blending with the dark, silky strands, looking quite intimate.

Viewed from behind, Chu Yuanqing tilted her head slightly, like an exquisite doll being manipulated, gazing back obediently, as if perfectly willing and showing no dissatisfaction.

This shocking, thought-provoking composition caused her mind to momentarily cloud over. In the instant countless emotions surged and swelled, she remained stunned in place, unable to speak.

At this very moment.

The viewers in the livestream chat were anxious.

Because when Chu Yuanqing was getting her skirt, she had conveniently turned off the dorm camera.

And to prevent any accidents, the production team had not deployed nano-cameras for live tracking. This resulted in Wu Jian Misa's livestream channel constantly switching to camera feeds from various locations.

In other words, they couldn't see what was happening in the dorm at all.

"This angle can't see Misa's expression, but I feel like something's off with her."

"I'm so anxious, I'm so anxious, I'm so anxious! Why is Little Sakura just standing there?!"

"Damn, damn, damn, they're not actually going to arrest Qing Bao for cheating on the spot, are they?"

"Don't even start. My Qing Bao can do whoever she wants, what cheating is there?"

"Holy crap, I feel like I've missed out on a masterpiece. Could it be a direct NTR scene?"

"I don't know, but my underwear is off, ready to build a power plant."

While the viewers in the livestream chat were dying of anxiety and Wu Jian Misa's brain had crashed, the two in the dorm were completely unaware, chatting as if nothing was wrong.

Xie Qingxuan lowered the hand that was caressing the other person's cheek and said thoughtfully:

"Your skin is the best I've ever seen, and your complexion is naturally fair. No wonder I never realized you weren't wearing makeup."

"Since that's the case, let's save time and just apply lipstick."

Chu Yuanqing blinked, feeling a bit resigned to her fate.

She showered quickly, finishing in less than ten minutes. After changing into her skirt, she was ready to head to trainee practice.

When she came out, she saw a wet golden retriever staring blankly at the mirror, as if contemplating some profound life truth, looking adorably helpless.

Chu Yuanqing had no choice but to blow dry her hair before leaving.

She thought that was the end of it.

But before she left, Xie Qingxuan's soul-searching question made her pause.

"You're about to go on stage, why aren't you wearing makeup?"

Following that, the girl righteously pulled out the lines she used to deal with her older assistant.

The result was...

Xie Qingxuan admired the flawless, porcelain-like face for a while, pondered for a moment, and then silently pulled out a box of unopened cosmetics from the cabinet, clearly intending to do it herself.

Looking at the luxurious and exquisite packaging in the box, as well as the logos of various major brands, she estimated that selling them would be enough to pay her half a year's salary.

Damn rich woman!

Chu Yuanqing actually wanted to refuse. She hated having anything strange on her lips and always felt a sense of gradual decline, of slipping into an abyss.

But when she thought about how the other contestants treated the stage with respect, and that the other party had directly brought out half a box of makeup, refusing would not only seem like she was being difficult and troublesome, but it would also expose her lack of seriousness towards the stage.

In short, it would escalate into a major crisis of her persona collapsing.

Although her persona had probably already collapsed in the eyes of the public, she had just given such a serious answer to that bizarre question, and now to show this attitude would be too much like a two-faced person!

Based on the above reasons, the great savior decided to bear the humiliation.

"What shade do you like?"

Xie Qingxuan's question interrupted her thoughts.

Chu Yuanqing was genuinely stumped.

What shade? Isn't it all red!

She tried hard to appear more knowledgeable about girly things, but soon gave up, trying to observe the other person's lips and casually describe a color to fool her.

The girl's lips were moist, with a base of red accented by scattered orange and brown tones. Upon closer inspection, there were even some subtle shimmers, giving them a textured yet natural look, making her skin appear fair and alluring.

Looking at it this way, lipstick was indeed quite magical, easily enhancing one's appearance.

Hmm... so what shade is this?

Xie Qingxuan looked at the pair of bewildered eyes and saw the innocence untainted by knowledge within them. After a moment of thought, she casually picked out a pile of unidentifiable cosmetics from the box without further explanation.

The girl focused, her eyes lowered, reflecting the other person's lips. She took out a new lip balm, applied it as a base, and then had Chu Yuanqing purse her lips before applying a layer of foundation around them.

Next, she used lipstick to outline about half of the lips, then dipped a makeup brush in water and carefully blended it, finally finishing the application.

Obvious.

Although Xie Qingxuan couldn't even be bothered to blow-dry her hair, she had at least put some points into her idol skills. At the very least, she could handle the most basic makeup looks on her own.

Xie Qingxuan looked at Chu Yuanqing's face with satisfaction, momentarily lost in thought.

The shade she chose suited the other person's skin tone very well. It was a light color, like a soft peach oolong, full of summer vibes. The texture was a soft, creamy lip mud, completely matte with no fluorescence, exuding a girlish charm that perfectly matched the candy theme.

This modification, applied to Chu Yuanqing's face, was the perfect finishing touch. In internet terms, it was so cute it made you want to pick her up and kiss her senseless.

Paired with those eyes, as serene as a lake, it inexplicably blended in a hint of allure, possessing a natural, coy charm that made it hard to look away. You could stare for a long time.

Like now.

Xie Qingxuan stared for a long time, until Chu Yuanqing's expression gradually became subtle and her eyes became guarded, before she retracted her gaze. Casually, she stood up, placed the lipstick on the table, and said:

"These are for you. Remember to use them more often in the future."

As soon as she finished speaking.

Xie Qingxuan happened to look up and met the gaze of Wu Jian Mi Sheng, who was standing at the open door.

In that instant, a powerful oppressive force descended like a dark cloud, making her heart skip a beat.

But then, it vanished in a flash, like an illusion, a dream.

A sweet smile appeared on the pure and innocent face of the young girl. As if just passing by, she politely nodded in greeting, turned, and left, leaving behind the sound of her footsteps gradually fading away.

Chu Yuanqing, unable to see what was happening behind her, was pursing her lips, getting used to the feeling of lipstick. Hearing the movement, she casually asked:

"Did someone come?"

Xie Qingxuan found it a little strange. She tilted her head and honestly replied:

"Yeah, the door wasn't fully closed, someone passed by."

At the same time,