Jin Feifan's smile stiffened, and he didn't know how to respond for a moment.
He's been found out...
Would his roommate think he actually didn't welcome her...
Qiao Sang observed Jin Feifan for a while and said seriously, "I've got it, you have a bit of frown lines, carrying a naturally sorrowful air. If you shave off the drooping ends of your eyebrows and draw a more upturned shape, that'd be good."
"Really?" Jin Feifan was taken aback for a moment and asked in a low voice.
"Really," Qiao Sang smiled. "But we're just in the first year of high school, it's a bit early for eyebrow makeup. You look good this way too, with a unique personal touch."
This roommate is quite like her Pet Beast, both so timid.
While talking, Qiao Sang glanced over the two bedrooms, one of which had already been made up with a bed.
