In the room, Qiao Muyi sat before the vanity, switched on the small lamp, looked into the mirror, and took out her makeup case.
"You're about to go to sleep, and you're still putting on makeup?" Watching Qiao Muyi's practiced movements, Gu Yueyan spoke with a hint of envy.
Gu Yueyan learned everything else quickly, but makeup alone was her weakness. No matter how she tried, she could never get it right, so aside from styling her hair, she always appeared bare-faced.
But her skin was naturally excellent, and at such a young age, she already possessed Third Cycle cultivation. Her beauty bloomed brilliantly in the prime of youth; her fresh, natural girlhood charm was enough to crush any cosmetic. If her cultivation continued to rise, that beauty undoubtedly would not fade. Instead, it would grow sweeter and richer with the passage of time.
Even Lin Xianyu had said, "Your base attractiveness score is high enough. Even if your makeup is flawless, it can only add five points. But if you lower your neckline a little, you can add at least fifty points, and it's a monotonically increasing Y = 50X..."
But Gu Yueyan was not simply trying to make herself more alluring. Ever since Ren Suo had awakened something within her, it was as though she had suddenly come into her own and reclaimed her sense of aesthetics.
Though she still loved loose clothing, she had begun paying attention to coordination—for example, whether a blouse had a fitted waist; whether vertical stripes on top meant horizontal stripes below were unacceptable; or how yellow with blue, orange with purple, and red with green all looked unbearably ugly...
She wanted to become prettier for her own happiness.
Unfortunately, she truly was not good at makeup, and Lin Xianyu could not do