1287 Why I'm So Stupid

A little itchy.

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

Maybe it was because she was too nervous, maybe it was because Han Zhuoling's expression was always too serious, his brows were like knives.

Shi Xiaoya was afraid that she might not do well in something, so she made the CEO angry.

So, I couldn't help but watch his reaction nervously.

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

"Mr. Han, is something inappropriate?" Shi Xiaoya asked nervously.

A pair of big eyes fixed on Han Zhuoling's face.

inappropriate?

It's too inappropriate.

He didn't know where it was inappropriate, and he felt that it was inappropriate.

She used to just brush her breath on his face, but now when she spoke, her breath brushed his face back and forth, jumping and jumping, making not only his cheeks, but even his earlobes itchy.

The wound, which was still a little bit painful, now does not feel the slightest pain, but itches slightly.

This faint itching seemed to melt directly into the blood through the wound, and flow into the heart, making his heart itch even when scratched.

Han Zhuoling suddenly turned to look at Shi Xiaoya.

Shi Xiaoya didn't expect Han Zhuoling to come out so suddenly, she was completely shocked.

Forgot to react, just looked at him face to face, the distance between the two was only a few inches.

She even seemed to feel his breath on her face.

Shi Xiaoya doesn't even know how red her face is now.

Han Zhuoling's stern eyes revealed a little astonishment, and he frowned and turned back, "Continue."

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

Han Zhuoling turned to look at her again, "Finished?"

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

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

I heard that Shi Xiaoya is a top makeup artist in the industry, and even Gao Zishan had to make an appointment and queue up if she wanted to do makeup with her.

Why am I so dumb.

Can such a temperament really survive in the entertainment industry?

"Not yet!" Shi Xiaoya said quickly, took a few breaths, and showed her most professional attitude, "It's still a little bit worse."

Shi Xiaoya used a sponge egg to smudge the foundation on the edge of the red marks naturally, and then pressed it with her fingers.

Han Zhuoling could only feel her soft fingertips lightly touching his cheek, soft and itchy.

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

"Okay." Shi Xiaoya said.

If it were someone else, she would definitely improve the eyebrows, eyes, etc. by the way, so that people can look better in front of the camera, but there will be no traces of makeup.

But Han Zhuoling's facial features don't know how they are, they are just right.

With thick eyebrows and sharp eyes, he doesn't need any modification, even a high-definition camera can't help him.

Han Zhuoling looked in the mirror and found that it was really good, there was no wound on his face at all, and there was no trace of covering up.

"Mr. Han, the wound on your face is temporarily covered, but the foundation is inevitably airtight. After the film festival is over, it's better to remove it and disinfect it quickly." Shi Xiaoya said.

Han Zhuoling nodded, "Understood, thank you."

Shi Xiaoya smiled and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she turned to Lu Man and said, "Look at the makeup, is there anything you're not satisfied with?

"No more, very good." Lu Man said with a smile, "This time I'll trouble you again."