Lin Shu subconsciously refused: "No."

"Why don't," Qiao Xining widened his eyes and pulled his arm, "Don't you want to have a meal with me?"

Lin Shu didn't say anything, his lips pursed into a straight line.

Qiao Xining continued: "But I want to have dinner with you. I feel like eating with you, and I'm full when I see your face."

“…”

later.

I tried to add it to WeChat.

...

After that.

After several meal appointments, I gradually became familiar with each other.

At that time, Lin Shu had just endorsed the lipstick of the L family, and Lin Shuse, who was named by him alone.

Qiao Xining asked someone to keep a few.

When we met and had dinner, when she wanted to put on makeup, she realized that she was in a hurry to go out and forgot to take the makeup mirror.

When he met Lin Shu's clean and indifferent eyes again, Qiao Xining took his lipstick and walked in front of him without thinking.

"Lin Shu," Qiao Xining stood in front of him, very close, without any shame or embarrassment, "I borrowed my eyes to apply lipstick."

He sat upright in his seat, and before he could speak, she had already leaned over.

Brown curly hair rubbed across his neck with a scent of hair.

Very itchy.

Qiao Xining looked at his eyes, slowly swung his cover and polished his lips a little with lipstick.

Lin Shu's expression was as calm and cold as ever.

But my breathing was a little more rapid.

The distance is too close, and you can even see the white curves looming.

Lin Shu subconsciously wanted to look away.

Before he could speak up, Qiao Xining had already patted his shoulder: "Don't move, I'm applying lipstick."

So he sat upright on the chair, with a little carelessness on his face, allowing the girl in front of him to treat him as a makeup mirror.

Just the hands that were hanging beside him subconsciously tightened and tightened again.

"You are good-looking and have good eyesight." Qiao Xining began to praise him again.

"How is it?" The girl bent her lips, her eyes lit up, looking at him expectantly, while raising the lipstick on her hand, "Do I look good when I apply it?"

Thinking of what he saw just now, Lin Shu couldn't help but feel a little red.

I didn't pay attention to what she said or asked questions.

"You talk," Qiao Xining acted coquettishly unconsciously, "It looks good or good, there is no option to look bad."

“Good, very good.”

After a while, he nodded and spoke steadily.

In fact, he didn't dare to look carefully at all, and quickly left his sight.

The magnified cherry lips in front of me have plump lips, obvious lip beads, and bright colors.

Every second I look at it, the dryness in my body will rise by one minute.

If he continues to watch, he is afraid that he will not be able to bear it.
Chapter completed!