Wen'e looked at the bright red color inside and asked curiously, "You Ran, what is this?"

Seeing how eager he was to know, Mu Youran pressed him down onto the stool and gave him a mysterious smile.

"Don't move, let me do your makeup and see how it goes!"

Then she took out the eyebrow gel she had made earlier, found a thin twig, dipped it in a little bit, and gently traced it onto his eyebrows.

Wen'e was born with a good foundation and didn't need to make any changes.

Then, he extended his ring finger, dipped it into the bowl of red lip rouge he had just stirred, and gently applied it to his lips.

Suddenly feeling her touch his lips, Wen'e felt a surge of heat coursing through his body.

Opening his eyes, which Mu Youran had just made him close, he saw her serious and meticulous expression.

His prominent Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

"alright!"

Mu Youran stopped and stepped back, looking at Wen E. Her bright red lips looked even more energetic than usual.

True beauty is like jade, a handsome young man, whose eyes move with effortless grace.

Unable to resist agreeing, she said, "Wen'er, how come you're so good-looking?"

Xuan Feng rolled his eyes at him in his heart. This male, he didn't know how he could look so alluring, even more so than a female.

In his view, a male should be like himself: muscular, with well-defined facial features, broad shoulders and a narrow waist!

Or perhaps someone like Huang Yu, gentle and refined yet not effeminate.

Or like Ying Yao, who is cold and aloof to the outside world, with a pair of eagle eyes that look down on the world with an air of dominance.

Or they're like Long Yin and Luo Bai, sunny and cheerful.

But Wen'er didn't really appeal to him. Every time he spent with him, he felt like Wen'er was effeminate, and his whole body felt uncomfortable, as if ants were crawling all over him.