Ou Zun carefully inspected her little nose and when he found no holes, he felt relieved, ready to reward her with a kiss on her lips.
However, as he saw her lips coated with deathly pale lipstick, he frowned deeply.
Then, he silently let her down from his waist.
"Your makeup is so bad, I can't even kiss you! It's worse than when you were allergic."
When she was allergic, he couldn't find a proper place to kiss.
Now...
He couldn't kiss her at all!
Ou Zun turned around and walked towards the door.
Feeling a bit irritated by Ou Zun's look of disgust, Mù Qiānxún quickly followed him, muttering to herself.
"You were the one who asked me to wear makeup that would make my own mother not recognize me. I can't believe you're embarrassed by it! I don't believe you want me to appear all dolled up!"
After getting into the car and starting the engine, Ou Zun glanced at her pouty face and couldn't help but chuckle.
