Chapter 1287
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It was a little itchy.
Han Zhuoling touched his eyebrows. Shi Xiaoya couldn't help but look at his expression.
Perhaps she was too nervous, or perhaps Han Zhuoling's expression was too serious, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.
Shi Xiaoya was afraid that she would do something wrong and anger this great CEO.
Therefore, she couldn't help but nervously observe his reaction.
Seeing Han Zhuoli frown, Shi Xiaoya immediately held her breath nervously.
"Mr. Han, is there anything wrong?" Shi Xiaoya asked nervously.
She stared at Han Zhuoling's face with her big eyes.
Inappropriate?
It was too inappropriate.
He didn't know what was inappropriate, but he also felt that it was inappropriate.
At first, she only breathed on his face. Now, when she spoke, her breath brushed and jumped around his face, making not only his cheeks but also his earlobes itchy.
The wound that had been a little painful at first didn't feel any pain now. Instead, it was slightly itchy.
This faint itch seemed to melt directly into his blood through the wound and into his heart, making his heart itch as well.
Han Zhuoling suddenly turned to look at Shi Xiaoya.
Shi Xiaoya didn't expect Han Zhuoling to suddenly do something like this. She was stunned.
She forgot to react and just stared at him face to face. The two of them were so close that there was only an inch of distance between them.
She even seemed to feel his breath on her face.
Shi Xiaoya didn't know how red her face was now.
Han Zhuoling's stern gaze revealed a hint of astonishment. He frowned and turned back. "Continue."
Shi Xiaoya was still in a daze. She didn't react for a long time after Han Zhuoling finished speaking.
Han Zhuoling turned to look at her again. "Are you done?"
Shi Xiaoya finally came back to her senses. As soon as she came back to her senses, she was stunned by Han Zhuoling's serious expression. "Mr. Han Zhuoling, is there a problem?"
"I'm asking you, are you done?" Han Zhuoling asked again patiently.
He heard that Shi Xiaoya was the top makeup artist in the industry. Even Gao Zishan had to make an appointment to get her makeup done.
Why was she so dumb?
How could she survive in the entertainment industry with such a personality?
"Not yet!" Shi Xiaoya quickly said. She took two deep breaths and put on her most professional attitude. "I'm almost done."
Shi Xiaoya used a sponge egg to make the foundation at the edge of the red mark more natural, and then pressed it with her fingers.
Han Zhuoling only felt her soft fingertips lightly landing on his cheek. It was soft and ticklish.
Han Zhuoling gritted his teeth and waited for Shi Xiaoya to put on the loose powder and set his makeup.
"It's done," Shi Xiaoya said.
If it were someone else, she would definitely have slightly improved their eyebrows and eyes so that they would look better in front of the camera without any traces of makeup.
But she did not know how Han Zhuoling's facial features grew. They were just so perfect.
He had thick eyebrows and sharp eyes. He didn't need any makeup. Even the high-definition camera couldn't do anything to him.
Han Zhuoling looked at himself in the mirror and realized that it was really good. There were no wounds on his face at all, nor were there any traces of it being covered.
"Mr. Han, the wounds on your face are temporarily covered, but it's hard to breathe with foundation. Once the film festival is over, it's better to quickly remove it and disinfect it," Shi Xiaoya said.
Han Zhuoling nodded. "Got it. Thank you."
Shi Xiaoya smiled and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She turned to Lu Man and said, "Look at the makeup. Is there anything else you're not satisfied with?
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