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Shy.
Tell him quickly! But those simple words were stuck in his throat, as if blocked by some invisible force, and he couldn't bring himself to say them.
“Elder Ling,” Su Mu’s gentle voice broke the anxious silence at just the right moment. He noticed Ling Suxin’s hesitation.
Pressed by the guest, she proactively offered a way out, her tone natural and considerate, "These rouge colors are quite complex. If you don't mind that Su Mu's taste is limited, could you please..."
Shall I offer to help you choose one or two?
"How could I possibly dislike it..."
Ling Suxin blurted it out almost without thinking, her tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible urgency. She immediately realized she had overreacted and quickly calmed herself down.
She composed herself, trying to regain her usual composure, though her voice still carried an undeniable shyness.
"Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Su."
Su Mu smiled slightly, her gaze lingering on the shelves for a moment before casually picking up several delicately textured and elegantly colored rouges and arranging them one by one.
In front of Ling Suxin.
"Elder Ling possesses an elegant and refined demeanor. Although Su Mu has never seen her true face, I personally feel that these colors might better suit your skin tone and aura."
quality."
The rouge he chose was either a pale pink like a newly blossoming peach, or a light orange like the first light of dawn, or even a shimmering hazy color reminiscent of distant mountains shrouded in mist—none of them were...
It is not about being flamboyant and eye-catching, but about revealing a refined brilliance through subtlety.
"Is that so..." Ling Suxin's gaze fell on the rouge that Su Mu had chosen, and a strange joy welled up in her heart.
However, at this moment she couldn't quite tell whether her joy stemmed from the fact that these colors suited her aesthetic, or simply from…
This was specially chosen for her by Su Mu.
"Which one does Elder Ling prefer?" Su Mu asked softly.
"I...I'm not quite sure," Ling Suxin's voice trailed off, tinged with a hint of helplessness. "I...I never wear makeup."
She took a deep breath, and taking advantage of the topic Su Mu had just initiated, she finally mustered up her courage and said, "Could...could you please choose one for me?"
"Money?"
“Of course.” Su Mu readily agreed. He picked up one of the items and slowly extended his hand to Ling Suxin, palm facing upwards.
"May I borrow Elder Ling's jade hand to test the color? Only in this way can I see it more clearly."
"What...what are you saying about jade hands?" Ling Suxin felt her face burning with embarrassment at such a direct compliment, but her heart remained unperturbed.
A subtle, controlled sweetness emanated from it.
She hesitated for only a moment, then, drawn by her own secret feelings, she slowly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her forehead, lifted her slender...
Her long, fair right hand was gently placed in Su Mu's warm, dry palm.
His hands... were so big and so warm.
Su Mu used the fingertips of her other hand to gently dab a little rouge and carefully applied the crimson color to the smooth back of Ling Su's hand.
His fingertips, still slightly cool from the rouge, gently brushed across her skin with a soothing motion.
Even though it was just Yin's extremely simple color-testing action, it was a huge shock to Ling Suxin.
The gentle touch of Su Mu's fingertips felt like a subtle electric current, spreading along the back of her hand and making her whole body move uncontrollably.
With a gentle touch, an indescribable tingling sensation instantly swept through her entire body.
"This color seems a bit too dark and doesn't suit Elder Ling's refined elegance."
Su Mu, however, seemed oblivious, simply letting her head rest, her gaze intently scrutinizing the color spreading on the back of her hand, her expression as serious as if...
While appreciating a rare gem, repeatedly comparing how well the color matches the skin, we said, "Let's try another one."
"Okay, okay," Ling Suxin said softly, letting Su Mu's fingertips dip into another, even lighter shade of rouge, and gently apply it once more.
It brushed across the back of her hand.
The icy sound of his body contrasted strangely with the warmth of his fingertips, and every touch made her heart skip a beat.
"This color is too pale, almost nonexistent, and it doesn't seem to fully capture Elder Ling's charm."
“Ming said, what he said is true.”
Ling Suxin's breathing was already somewhat disordered, and the hand he held in his palm was beaded with fine sweat, which she felt was extremely impolite.
Subconsciously, I wanted to pull my hand back, but I was also tempted by the warmth and comfort it provided. So I just twitched my fingertips slightly and didn't actually break free.
Su Mu keenly sensed the stiffness and slight dampness of the slender hand in his palm. Without making a sound, he slightly tightened his grip and gently clenched it.
A handshake conveys a sense of comfort in a silent way.
Ling Suxin's hand twitched slightly at first, then slowly relaxed, obediently letting him hold it.
Su Mu then dipped his brush in the third color, which he believed best complemented Ling Suxin's cool and aloof temperament.
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Guided by his fingertips, that soft, layered color spread evenly across Ling Suxin's fair hand, perfectly complementing her skin tone.
The beauty blends seamlessly, enhancing complexion subtly and adding an indescribable touch of gentle elegance.
"This color is just right, elegant yet vibrant, understated yet refined. What do you think, Elder Ling?" Su Mu raised her head, her gaze smiling as she looked at him.
Xiang Lingsuxin.
“Yes, I think so too. This color is very nice,” Ling Suxin replied softly, her gaze falling on the perfectly placed blush on the back of her hand.
Zhong was already completely convinced of Su Mu's taste.
More importantly, wasn't the very act of applying makeup meant for him to see? This thought made her incredibly embarrassed, yet she couldn't suppress it.
I felt a glimmer of hope.
However, at the same time, another thought inevitably crept into his mind—Su Mu's skillful color-testing technique and precise aesthetic sense.
How much time and effort does one spend painting the faces of their female confidantes to develop such discerning taste?
His senior sisters and junior sisters, Xiaoxiao, Senior Sister Shen, Senior Sister Gu, and even his own disciple Qingyue.
Thinking of this, a slight bitterness welled up in her heart. But she was keenly aware that she was the one who came later, and even she didn't know her own true feelings.
If you haven't even faced the situation honestly, what right do you have to feel jealous?
She didn't have a strong possessive desire; at this moment, she simply hoped, humbly, that she could share a little of his warmth, just like those other women.
Gentleness and attentiveness.
At this moment, there were no outsiders in the shop, only them and the enthusiastic proprietress. A surge of unprecedented courage suddenly welled up within Ling.
Su Xin took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.
She raised her other hand, which was not being held, and with a slight tilt of her fingertips, gently untied the thin string securing the veil.
As the veil slipped down, a stunningly beautiful and aloof face was revealed to Su Mu without reservation.
Her skin was as white as snow, her eyebrows as beautiful as a painting, and beneath her straight, delicate nose were pale pink lips, blushing with shyness like the finest rouge.
Her usually cool and aloof face gained a touch of liveliness.
Upon seeing her true face, a hint of amazement flashed across Su Mu's eyes, which quickly turned into a warm smile of understanding and appreciation.
Ling Suxin met his gaze, mustered the greatest courage she had ever had, and slightly squeezed the hand he held in his palm.
Her voice was as soft as a whisper, yet it carried a desperate, all-or-nothing tone:
"Mr. Su, would you... please apply this rouge to my face?"
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Chapter 125 Doing Her Makeup
“Okay.” Su Mu’s reply was gentle and firm.
Upon hearing this agreement, Ling Suxin's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, first eased slightly. Then, an even stronger sense of anticipation and an overwhelming shyness surged forth like a tide.
A surge of emotion welled up in my heart, and my heart pounded.
Having agreed, Su Mu was determined to do his makeup carefully. He gestured for Ling Suxin to sit down at the dressing table.
Ling Suxin sat down as instructed, maintaining her usual dignified posture, though her eyelashes were slightly lowered and her hands were unconsciously clenched together on her knees.
Her slender fingers betrayed the turmoil in her heart.
Su Mu stood beside her and first carefully examined her face.
Ling Suxin's skin was naturally fair and translucent, like the finest white jade, smooth and flawless, requiring no extra makeup.
He took a box of extremely fine pearl powder, dipped his fingertip in a tiny amount, and gently applied it to her smooth forehead and the sides of her nose.
I gently pressed it a few times to even out my skin tone and make my skin look smoother, without adding any heaviness.
Next, he took the selected round lint. He very lightly dabbed a small amount with his fingertip, spread it evenly in his palm, and waited until its temperature and smoothness were just right.
When the time was right, he turned his gaze back to Ling Suxin's cheeks, which were slightly flushed with a natural blush.
His palms, warm and gentle, lightly patted and blended the ink above her cheekbones in a circular motion. The movement was soothing.
Slow and focused, as if handling a precious piece of porcelain that is extremely fragile.
Ling Suxin could clearly feel the warmth and the careful pressure emanating from his palm; each gentle touch made her breathe slightly.
Her body instinctively wanted to shrink back, as if she felt ashamed to have received Su Mu's tenderness.
But the longing and joy in her heart kept her firmly in place, continuing to endure this intimacy that was both unsettling and sweet.
A faint scent, a blend of rouge and the clean breath from his fingertips, wafted into my nostrils.
"Elder Ling's skin is as smooth as jade; a little embellishment is all she needs," Su Mu said softly as he worked, his tone calm yet commanding.
The awkward silence was broken.
"Mmm..." Ling Suxin responded vaguely, her voice barely audible. Her cheek grew warmer and warmer under the touch of his palm, the warmth of his hand...
The carefully applied crimson blush was partly due to the color of her face cream and partly due to her blushing.
Then came the eyebrow drawing. Su Mu leaned slightly closer, her warm breath brushing lightly against Ling Suxin's forehead. She even...
Only then could one clearly see Su Mu's lowered eyelashes and focused expression.
It must be admitted, he is indeed handsome. And after being captivated by that unique, delicate gentleness, not only his appearance, but everything about him...
They all made my heart flutter even more.
"Elder Ling, my apologies." His voice was gentle, yet it startled Ling Suxin slightly, causing her to shift her gaze from his face. She noticed his hand...
It hovered lightly beside her chin, as if hesitant to lift her up, seeking her consent.
“No, it’s alright…” she replied softly, her voice carrying a barely perceptible tremor.
With Ling Suxin's consent, Su Mu lifted her chin with one hand, while tracing the shape of her naturally beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows with the other.
Carefully sweep the filler in.
She held her breath, not daring to move, afraid of disturbing him and also afraid of revealing her heart pounding like a drum.
"Your eyebrows are like distant mountains, naturally dark without being painted; a slight deepening of color enhances their charm," he praised softly, as if unable to contain his emotion, or perhaps reassuring her.
She was nervous, but Ling Suxin heard it and her heart beat even faster.
Next came the eye makeup. Su Mu chose an extremely subtle light brown eyeshadow.
"Elder Ling, please close your eyes."
She closed her eyes as instructed, and with her vision deprived, her other senses became more acute.
She could feel Su Mu's extremely gentle touch as he swept across her eyelids, bringing waves of indescribable tingling sensation that spread from her eyelids all the way down to her cheeks.
Limbs and bones.
His movements were extremely gentle, as if afraid of disturbing her peace. Occasionally, his fingertips would inadvertently brush lightly against the ground near his temple or the floor.