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Zong Zhengyu's last sentence had a bit of ridicule at the end.
Mu An'an smiled, without being pretentious, and put his hand in Zong Zhengyu's.
When walking towards the second store, Mu Anan rolled his eyes, and said suddenly, "But I have lipstick on my mouth, how can I try it later?"
"Try it on the arm." Zong Zhengyu said naturally.
"Trying on the arm is very different from the upper lip." Mu Anan said, "For girls, the color number of lipstick is not only judged by the color, but also the color of the entire lipstick and the skin tone, as well as the collision of some eyes. "
Listening to what Mu Anan said, Zong Zhengyu frowned, and after a few seconds of silence, he gave a solution.
"I'll let people in the mall who have a skin color similar to yours come over and try them one by one until you think it's right."
As Zong Zhengyu was speaking, he had already brought Mu Anan to the store.
"Actually, there is no need to find someone else to try."
Mu Anan followed and stepped in, and several cabinet sisters stepped forward to serve enthusiastically.
Zong Zhengyu always looked indifferent to the outside world, arrogant as hell, but just glanced at the cabinet sister who was about to walk over, a little warning.
The frightened cabinet sister dared not go forward.
"Why don't you find someone else to try, do you have other methods?" Zong Zhengyu turned to look at Mu An'an.
Mu Anan smiled, "That's right, and I still think my method is pretty good."
Having said that, the two of them had already walked in front of a counter. Mu Anan turned around, grabbed Zong Zhengyu's arm, and pushed him onto the chair next to him.
She supported Zong Zhengyu's shoulder with one hand, bent down and looked at Zong Zhengyu, "Try the lipstick, try one or two tubes, and you can go, so what do you care about the details?"
Speaking of the latter, Mu Anan felt like laughing, but he held back.
Mu Anan turned her head and was looking at the lipstick package sent by the cabinet sister.
Zong Zhengyu caught the details, "Wait a minute, turn your head and look at me."
Mu Anan turned to look at Zong Zhengyu obediently.
"You want to use me as a test subject?"
Although he thought this situation was nonsense, Zong Zhengyu couldn't accept it at all, and put a color on his lips.
It still tastes like peaches.
Mother died.
"That's right." Mu An'an blurted out, "I just said that when you paint your arms, you can't see anything, and you can't tell how beautiful it is.
But if you have a nice lip shape, try it out and the color will be easy to tell. "
Mu Anan explained a lot, and after it was over, he suddenly said, "However, if you don't want to, Qiye, I won't force it. After all, this is what you want and what I want."
That's what he said, but Zong Zhengyu couldn't refuse at all.
At this moment, Mu An'an lowered his eyes, turned his lipstick around, and looked at the color number on it, not particularly happy.
All of a sudden, Zong Zhengyu's heart was hit.
I can't help but think about all kinds of things about Mizono.
Once upon a time, this little girl would act coquettishly and act unscrupulously in his arms.
Every time something goes wrong, or does not develop according to what Mu Anan wanted, she will lower her eyes and play with her sleeves like this.
If you don't speak, you just feel wronged and make Zongzheng Yu feel bad.
He felt sorry for Mu An'an, so he fed all principles to the dog.
"Okay, paint it on."
A sissy is a sissy.
It is better than anything else for a little girl to be happy and not lose.
"Qiye, you don't have to force it." Mu Anan pinched her lipstick, but still didn't move.
"I won't force it, it's a trivial matter." Zong Zhengyu looked calm.
Mu Anan was distressed for a while and said, "It's just that I think that the overall effect of this lipstick is actually a little unclear. The color is light and should match the matching clothes. And the most important thing is to apply lipstick on the bare face. Pretty disrespectful to lipstick."
Zong Zhengyu listened to Mu An'an's speech slow down, and what he said, a bad premonition rose in his heart
"So, you still need a little primer on your face, such as applying a little primer and a little liquid foundation."
As soon as Mu An'an finished speaking, the staff had already delivered the matching cosmetics.
Zong Zhengyu stared at the cosmetics on the table, his face was speechless and he was very hopeless.
Mu Anan turned around and smiled lightly, "Master Qi, you really don't have to force yourself."
"Not reluctantly. "After holding back these three words, Qi Ye said two more words, "Smear it." "
Mu Anan wanted to laugh when he made up his mind and abandoned all shame, but he still endured it.
"I close my eyes now, you can laugh, don't go too far."
Having said that, Zong Zhengyu really closed his eyes.
Mu Anan really couldn't help it, and laughed outright.
Zongzheng Yu:
Zong Zhengyu: "Mu An'an, I made you laugh, not to make you laugh so unscrupulously like this."
"Am I smiling?" Mu Anan simply pretended to be dead, "I'm not smiling, maybe the people passing by just chatted and laughed, anyway, I didn't smile."
"Oh, a little chubby pig just laughed."
"Oh, yes, anyway, I'm not a little fat pig."
"Oh, yes, anyway, the little fat pig doesn't intend to admit it."
The two of them talked back and forth like this, and Mu An'an really put on foundation for Zong Zhengyu.
"Qiye, shall we draw eyebrows?"
Zong Zhengyu's face darkened when he heard Mu An'an's step-by-step request, and he even fully expected what Mu An'an would say next.
"After painting your eyebrows, you want to trim your face, or put on blush, don't you?"
"Maybe, it's not close." Mu Anan added weakly, "I need to draw some eyeliner on you."
Zongzheng Yu:
He regretted it. He should not have agreed to the poor girl's death just now.
This girl has already planned everything since she was outside just now, step by step to lead Zong Zhengyu into the trap.
First make a primer, then draw eyebrows and eyeliner, it's not all up to Mu An'an.
"An'an."
"Qiye, I'm here."
"You were the first person to touch my face."
He can't have any resistance yet.
At this time, Zongzhengyu knew too well that he had fallen into the fox trap of his little An'an. At this moment, he had no other choice but to obediently cooperate with putting on makeup.
Zongzheng Yu simply closed his eyes completely, so that he could see nothing.
Mu An'an looked at Qi Ye, who had always been noble and aloof, with such a reluctance on his face, and he still had to bear it, resigning himself to fate, it was really funny.
It's kind of cute at the same time.
However, Mu An'an said that he was putting makeup on Zongzhengyu, but he would not scribble on Zongzhengyu. It would be horrible to paint Zongzhengyu, this will not appear here.
Mu An'an is very serious about putting on makeup for Zong Zhengyu.
His facial features are already good-looking, so the so-called make-up is to rest more delicately.
As for what Zong Zhengyu said, there is no need to worry about the situation of the girl, it is because Mu An'an has excellent skills, and he is completely serious about making Qiye's paintings more exquisite and stunning.
The moment the work was completed, the scene was shocked!
Amazing kind of shock!
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