Xia Siyu pulled off Bo Yan's mask. Beneath it, Bo Yan had also applied a bronze foundation and several strokes of oil paint. Clearly, he was afraid that if there had been a small accident on stage and the mask had come loose, he wouldn't be easily recognized.
His original skin, although not porcelain white, was still fairly clear. Achieving this bronze look must have taken a lot of effort.
But, to be honest.
She had always thought that a man looked good with a darker complexion, and now that his face had turned into Bo Yan's, his male hormones seemed to explode instantaneously.
Especially since he had just gone on stage and wanted the lighting to make his muscles more visible, he had applied something similar to eyeshadow on them, highlighting the edges. It made his muscles look fuller, the lines smoother, and gave him a more masculine vibe.
