Chapter 1266

It's a little itchy.

Han Zhuoling touched his eyebrow. Shi Xiaoya couldn't help looking at his expression.

About her too nervous, about the expression of Han Zhuoling has been too serious, such as a knife.

Shi Xiaoya was afraid that she was not doing well, so she made the president angry.

So, I can't help noticing his reaction nervously.

When she finds Han Zhuoli's eyebrows wrinkled, Shi Xiaoya immediately holds her breath nervously.

"Mr. Han, what's wrong?" Shi Xiaoya asked nervously.

A pair of big eyes are staring at Han Zhuoling's face tightly.

Not appropriate?

It's not appropriate.

He didn't know where it was not suitable, and he thought it was not suitable.

She used to just breathe on his face, but now when she spoke, the breath was blowing on his face, making him itch not only on his cheek, but also on his earlobe.

Originally there was a little bit of pain in the wound, now also don't feel the slightest pain, but the itching.

This light itching idea seems to melt directly into the blood through the wound, into the heart, scratching his heart and liver.

Han Zhuoling suddenly turns to see Shi Xiaoya.

Shi Xiaoya didn't expect Han Zhuoling to come out of the blue, and she was stunned.

Forget the reaction, so with his face to face, the distance between the two people is only so inch.

She even seemed to feel his breath in her face.

Shixiaoya doesn't know how red her face is now.

Han Zhuoling's severe eyes showed a little consternation, then frowned and turned back, "continue."

Shi Xiaoya is still in the middle of being forced. Han Zhuoling's voice has fallen for a long time, but she doesn't respond.

Han Zhuoling looked at her again, "finished?"

Shi Xiaoya finally recovered. As a result, she was shocked by Han Zhuoling's serious expression. "Mr. Han, what's the problem?"

"I mean, are you done?" Han Zhuoling asked patiently.

It's said that Shi Xiaoya is the top makeup artist in the industry. Even Gao Zishan has to make an appointment to make up for her.

How can I be so stupid.

Can such a disposition really survive in the entertainment industry?

"Not yet!" Shi Xiaoya said quickly, changed two tone, took out his most professional attitude, "still a little bit."

poetry Xiaoya takes sponge eggs to dye the natural foundation of the edge of the red stain, and presses it with fingers.

Han Zhuoling only felt her soft fingertips gently fall on his cheek, soft and itchy.

Han Zhuoling bit his teeth, waiting for Shi Xiaoya to cover him with powder.

"Yes." Shi Xiaoya said.

If it's someone else, she will definitely improve her eyebrows and eyes slightly, so that people can look better in front of the camera, but she can't see any trace of makeup.

But Han Zhuoling's facial features don't know how to grow. It's just right.

Thick eyebrows and fierce eyes, do not need any modification, even high-definition lens have no way to take him.

Han Zhuoling looked in the mirror and found that it was really good. He could not see the wound on his face or the covered trace.

"Mr. Han, the wound on your face is temporarily covered, but it is hard to avoid air leakage on the foundation. When the Festival ends, it is better to remove the disinfectant quickly." Shi Xiaoya said.

Han Zhuoling nodded, "I see. Thank you."

Shi Xiaoya smiles and finally breathes a sigh of relief.

Then he turned to Lu man and said, "do you have any dissatisfaction with your makeup?

"No, that's good." Lu man said with a smile, "I'm going to trouble you again this time."