"Miss, please remove your makeup."
"...?"
Miss Yun heard Xu Changâanâs words, and her body sitting there became somewhat stiff.
She blinked, glanced back at Xu Changâan, looked at the slightly reflected light in the mirror, opened the rouge paper in her hand, and stared at the patterns printed on it.
"What did you say?" Yun Qian asked calmly.
"..."
Xu Changâan remained silent.
He saw Yun Qian reflected in the mirror and felt the girlâs gaze pierce through the reflection and fall onto his face, causing him to swallow involuntarily.
He had the feeling that Miss Yun suddenly turned somber, and her gaze felt icy as if it could cut through his skin.
"I said..." Xu Changâan repeated firmly, "Miss, letâs remove your makeup before going to the dinner party."
"But I just finished this makeup."
Yun Qianâs tone was calm, leaving Xu Changâan unable to gauge her thoughts, and he could only cautiously add, "Itâs not like thereâs any other way."
"No other way?"
Miss Yun tilted her head and remained silent for a moment before asking, "So you donât like my makeup?"
Yun Qian wasnât angry; she was just asking, earnestly asking.
Because if Xu Changâan didnât like her wearing makeup, then she wouldnât have to care about whose makeup skills were better, Zhu Pingniang or Li Zhibai.
Listening to Yun Qianâs words, Xu Changâan subconsciously looked at the girlâs makeup.
Even though his mood wasnât very high at the moment, even though he had just eaten some snacks, Yun Qianâs exquisite makeup on her face remained vibrant and pristine, showing no signs of smudge.
Her slightly lifted brows were delicate and beautiful, like a fine painting.
Sigh.
This Yun Qian, no matter where she goes, even at the party prepared by Zhu Pingniang, would undoubtedly be the center of attention.
"Why sigh?" Yun Qian nodded, pressing her fingers to the corner of her lips, "As expected, you donât like my makeup."
"I like it, like it so much." Xu Changâan immediately corrected Yun Qianâs assumption.
"?"
Listening to Xu Changâanâs unabashedly affectionate words, Yun Qianâs head formed a small question mark.
"You like it, and yet you want me... to remove it?" Yun Qian blinked more frequently, her whole demeanor filled with confusion.
"Well, hereâs the thing." Xu Changâan sat next to Yun Qian and whispered a little explanation, "Miss, given your relationship with the teacher right now, if Senior Zhu finds out, sheâll definitely be jealous."
"She knows how to be jealous; sheâs really impressive." Yun Qian nodded, because she hadnât learned how to be jealous.
"How is that impressive?" Xu Changâan was bewildered, "What I mean is, since we still need the Seniorâs help for something... well, itâs better to avoid complications if possible."
Just as long as Yun Qian removes her makeup and wears something slightly more simple so she doesnât look so stunning... even if Zhu Pingniang knows Yun Qianâs good relationship with Li Zhibai, she wouldnât be too sour.
Thatâs what he thought.
"Miss, since weâre going to Senior Zhuâs party today, itâs important not to overshadow the host." Xu Changâan said earnestly.
"I donât quite understand, but... as long as I know you like the makeup, thatâs enough." Yun Qian shook her head, then looked at Xu Changâan, "Okay, letâs take it off as you say."
"Alright."
Xu Changâan finally relaxed, then gathered a handful of water vapor in his hand, gently passing it over Miss Yunâs cheeks to clean off the rouge bit by bit.
Feeling Xu Changâanâs fingers on her lips, Yun Qian comfortably closed her eyes.
"..."
As for Xu Changâan, while washing Yun Qianâs makeup, his fingers couldnât help but tremble, causing the water vapor to dissipate.
He couldnât help it.
Yun Qian, with her eyes closed and letting him do as he pleased, truly made it difficult for him to stay calm.
After a while, the makeup that Yun Qian had meticulously prepared was finally washed clean by Xu Changâan.
"..."
Having completed the task, Xu Changâan looked at Miss Yun, who had her eyes closed.
Hmm?
Something seemed... off?
Xu Changâan glanced towards the window.
Heavy rain poured down fiercely, creating countless dull sounds on the rooftop, while the green stone ground outside accumulated clusters of interconnected puddles.
He then looked at Yun Qian and confirmed something.
âHow come Miss Yun is even more beautiful sans makeup???â
As he gazed at Yun Qian, his heart raced uncontrollably, his heartbeat accelerated noticeably.
He wondered whether it was because he purposely thought Miss Yun should look less attractive at this moment, causing a rebellious thought to emerge. The more he wanted to believe Yun Qian wasnât beautiful, the more stunning she appeared, making it impossible for him to look away.
This was his true heart, telling him not to indulge in unrealistic thoughts, for Miss Yun was destined to overshadow the host even without makeup.
âNo, Miss absolutely cannot look this good today!â
Thinking this way, Xu Changâan suddenly froze, his eyes widening.
The reason was simple.
The System had issued another task.
[Task "Near the End (Part Two)" issued, please check on your own.]
Task details: Kiss the woman in front of you.
Task deadline: Fifteen minutes, failure will be deemed unsuccessful.
Task reward: None.
Failure penalty: None.
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"???"
After the recent ordeal, Xu Changâan had become much calmer.
This System seems malfunctioning, doesnât it? One task doesnât work, now thereâs another? Isnât "Near the End (Part Two)" coming too fast, as for the task before, it was praising Miss Yun, and now itâs about a kiss? Whatâs next...