Spoil Him, Heal Him

Tong Yi was silent for a moment, and moved the chair to Lu Zhanbei's side, until the two of them were knee-to-knee, and they leaned forward. Because of the difference in height between the two, she was a bit shorter than him when sitting. So she raised her chin and sent her lips to him, "It's okay."

Lu Zhanbei held the lipstick in his right hand, and gently squeezed Tong Yi's chin with his left hand. The girl's crimson and full lips and the white jade-colored slender neck appeared in his sight.

The man's **** Adam's apple hidden in the collar of his shirt rolled slightly.

Although Lu Zhanbei did not hold her chin hard, Tong Yi always felt uncomfortable.

The temperature of his fingers penetrated into her skin. It was obviously a normal temperature, but Tong Yi felt that his chin was a little hot, and even the whole face was a little hot.

He leaned over, their faces were very close, so close that she could clearly see the roots of his thick eyebrows, and could smell his light and warm breath.

His breath hit her face at once, itchy, hot, and quickly encroached on her breath.

His breath was full of his unique and confusing breath, Tong Yi only felt that his cheeks were getting hotter, and subconsciously wanted to avoid his breath, turned his head.

Lu Zhanbei frowned slightly, his left hand squeezing Tong Yi's chin increased a little, and the right hand that was about to start was taken away a little because of Tong Yi's twisting, "Don't move, paint your face carefully."

"Oh." Tong Yi obediently didn't dare to move anymore, her eyes were full of Lu Zhanbei's angular facial contours and deep three-dimensional features. She was so handsome that she was a little upset to see her.

But because the two were close, he was opposite her again, and her gaze was inevitable.

The heart was beating too fast, which was a bit annoying, Tong Yi simply closed his eyes, and made a blind eye.

But when you close your eyes, your sensory nerves are particularly sensitive.

He breathed on her face, he used lipstick to trace the movements of her lips lightly, as if every stroke was touching her heart.

Closing his eyes, his heart beat faster. Tong Yi never felt that painting a lipstick would be so tormented.

In everyone's eyes, Lu Zhanbei painted attentively and earnestly. Only he himself knew how hard it was to see her tender lips up close and resist the thought of wanting to kiss Fangze.

At this time, he was so **** envious that she was about to hold the lychee in his mouth!

Finally, when Tong Yi was about to drown in Lu Zhanbei's breath, Lu Zhanbei's forehead leaked a layer of fine sweat, the lipstick was painted.

"It's so beautiful!" Everyone sighed.

Tong Yi also drew lipstick before, but because of **** makeup today, the color of the lipstick painted is lighter.

And the lipstick given by the restaurant is that kind of coquettish flame red.

Tong Yi's skin is white and red, plus the red windbreaker she is wearing today, with this flame-colored lipstick, it is simply beautiful!

The waiter looked at the flawless lipstick on Tong Yi’s lips and couldn’t help but smiled and asked Lu Zhanbei, “Sir, are you really painting lipstick for the first time?”

Lu Zhanbei's eyes lightly lifted, and his cold eyes swept towards the waiter.

Obviously it was just a look, but the waiter felt an overwhelming sense of oppression hitting her. The smile on the corner of her mouth was slightly stiff. She questioned that it was not the first time he painted lipstick, so he was upset?

She also looked at the painting too well, and asked casually, there is no need to be so serious, right?

It feels as if this gentleman likes this young lady very much, and the woman obviously wants to confess to the man.

She must be wrong.

Tong Yi opened his eyes in the exclamation of everyone. At this time, I especially wanted to find a mirror to see if the lipstick painted by Lu Zhanbei was as good as everyone said. At this time, the voice of the waiter rang again, "Lipstick After the painting is finished, the next part is to feed the litchi."