"Xiaoxiao! Xiaoxiao!"
"Yes!"
"Bring down your sister's makeup. How about we give her a makeover? Look at her, showing her bare face to the world. How can she cultivate at home without makeup?" Chen Shu called upstairs at the top of his lungs. "I watched a few beauty videos last night, and I think my makeup skills are already on par with a stylist's."
"Okay."
A rapid string of footsteps clattered upstairs.
Chen Shu looked away and said to the still-shaken Peach beside him, "Stopping now won't help. As long as you keep cultivating, there's no escaping it. I'd advise you to brace yourself and face this trial."
The bird outside the window fell into deep Thought.
Peach fell into deep Thought too.
"Not bad. You've got nerve!"
Chen Shu couldn't help praising her.
Xiaoxiao had brought down the makeup.
Chen Shu rummaged through it, picked out a lipstick first, then leaned close to Qingqing and studied her mouth.
Qingqing's lips were rather thin, with an unusually beautiful shape. Looking straight at them like this made his heart stir—if Xiaoxiao hadn't been standing beside him watching, he would surely have stolen a kiss.
At the thought, he glanced to the side.
The young girl immediately turned her head and looked elsewhere.
"Well..."
Chen Shu's mouth twitched.
Forget it. Better not do that in front of a minor.
Holding the lipstick, Chen Shu moved closer to Qingqing's lips.
A light dab first. Just a thin coat.
Qingqing's lips took on a bright color. Against her snow-white skin, she suddenly looked much more vibrant.
This was a good lipstick shade.
Perfect for painting sausage lips.
Chen Shu pressed harder and covered half her mouth, then casually held the lipstick out to the side. "Xiaoxiao, your turn!"
This was called sharing the good