However, Xing Haodong kept fighting against the groundhog that was digging at his heart because of the sound of her breathing and the wrinkles of his clothes so close to him.
Suddenly, Jiang Mingxin stuck something unknown on his brow bone. The cold touch made him shiver and got goose bumps all over his body.
"This is a kind of glue. The material is not very good. Just use it. We'll find a better one later when we have a chance." She reached out and pressed on Xing Haodong's brow bone. "Does it feel uncomfortable?"
Xing Haodong's voice suddenly became hoarse: "...It's okay."
Then Jiang Mingxin's movements became more aggressive and she was no longer so cautious. She picked up something and slapped it on his face. When she was almost done, she stroked his cheekbones and nose bridge back and forth.
Xing Haodong endured it, clenching and unclenching his fists over and over again.
"Alright!" Jiang Mingxin tapped his forehead a few final times. "You can open your eyes now. Look in the mirror."
Xing Haodong stood up as if relieved, walked to the mirror, and was stunned.
"Is this me?"
The man in the mirror was handsome and elegant. Not only did he look several shades whiter, he also looked less cold and stern, and had a more romantic and affectionate air.
He is tough and handsome, with an extraordinary bearing and a fierce look. His eagle eyes look much softer.
Jiang Mingxin looked at her from the side, as if admiring a priceless antique, "So handsome, how can he be so handsome?"
Xing Haodong's ears turned red. "He looks like a different person."
"Well, he looks like a combination of Felix Wong and Andy Lau, perfect." Jiang Ming snapped his fingers contentedly. "If he changes into a French three-piece suit, he'll definitely charm the girls when he goes out!"
Her exaggerated description immediately won the approval of the disguise expert. "Yes, yes, a total heartthrob. Captain Xing, is that it? Come on, come closer, I'll take a few photos of you."
Jiang Mingxin stared at him in fascination for several times, his eyes as soft as water.
Then she smiled shyly and took his arm.
"Hubby, what are you doing standing there? Hurry up and hold my waist tight."
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but Xing Haodong seemed to glare at her coldly, half lowering his face and muttering something in a low voice.
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