Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 619 The Little Assistant's Drama King 11

Gu Xiao held the phone in one hand and placed his free hand on his forehead to hold down the corners of his eyes that were curling up uncontrollably.

It took a long time to come back.

【Wait a little later. 】

The other party did not ask any further questions in response to his reply. He quickly replied with a line of words and ended the chat.

After a while, Gu Xiao put away his phone and went to the dressing room, where Su Lingyao was already.

Today's makeup and styling are relatively simple, so Ady simply let Lingyao come alone, and he needed to go to the leading actress Jiang Yuan to lead the team.

When Gu Xiao entered, Lingyao was doing simple cleaning work. Her beautiful fingers were stained with cleaning water. Under the incandescent light, they looked very clear and her skin was as white as jade.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she raised her head slightly, her long hair casually tied up behind her head with a pen, and the fine hair on her forehead fell on her delicate profile as she turned her head.

Subconsciously, Gu Xiao looked away and put the phone in his hand into his pocket.

The next second, Gu Xiao realized what he had done and frowned, but then relaxed in an instant and walked straight to the dressing table and sat down.

This time, he simply closed his eyes.

He felt fine when she was drawing her eyebrows and applying foundation with a powder puff, until her fingertips touched his lips. For a moment, even though his eyes were closed, the image of the white and tender pink fingertips pressing against his lips flashed in his mind.

Just a second passed, like an electric current running through his brain, Gu Xiao's eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes.

He met Lingyao's calm eyes. The other party had stopped what she was doing because he suddenly opened his eyes.

She looked at him, as if asking a question.

Gu Xiao's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes no longer looked at her face or her hands, but just fell into the air, his voice a little floating: "Why do you always paint with your hands? It's actually a bit unhygienic. How about you wear gloves?"

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Lingyao looked at him and was silent for two seconds: "My hands have just been disinfected, they are more hygienic than gloves."

Moreover, it is easier to blend with fingers. The hands of makeup artists are like the tools they carry with them, which can turn ordinary things into magical ones. Wearing gloves is not impossible, but it is a bit troublesome.

Lingyao hates trouble the most, so she doesn't intend to follow Gu Xiao's arrangements.

Hearing Lingyao's reply, Gu Xiao blurted out: "Actually, my mouth is also quite dirty."

Lingyao: “?”

Lingyao, who just had an expression on her face saying "no matter what you say, I won't wear gloves", picked up the gloves and put them on silently after hearing this.

Gu Xiao looked at Lingyao's actions, feeling angry. He wanted to ask her what she meant. Did she think he was dirty? He quickly took off his gloves.

Then he thought that he would be the one to suffer if the gloves were taken off, so he held it back. In the end he just snorted coldly and closed his eyes this time, thinking that he would not be bothered by it.

When he opened his eyes again, Lingyao had already finished putting makeup on him and woke him up.

Gu Xiao opened his eyes and found that there were some things on his desk that were not there before.

A bowl of stomach-nourishing rice porridge and two particularly cute buns in the shape of little rabbits, tender white in color, with two pink ears standing up. Gu Xiao was very familiar with the packaging box, which was a reserved restaurant nearly 20 kilometers away from the crew.

This restaurant is famous in Beijing North City because of its authentic ingredients, traditional Chinese dim sum theme, and daily prepared meals depending on the chef's mood.

It is the kind that is sold out first and needs to be pre-ordered.

The first day Chen Yuan brought Lingyao to see Gu Xiao, Gu Xiao was making a fuss about this.

He wanted to eat something from this restaurant in the morning, and Chen Yuan had agreed to it before, but he didn't get to buy it because he went a little late that day.

Gu Xiao is usually very conscientious when filming, but he is very picky about food and drink. If he doesn't get what he wants to eat, he would rather go hungry than eat. Every time this happens, Chen Yuan wants to kneel down to him.

I’ve never seen anyone who can shoot outside for a whole day on an empty stomach. This ancestor is really cruel to himself.

This afternoon, because the breakfast he ordered was not to his liking, Gu Xiao took only one bite and put down his chopsticks, which made Chen Yuan so angry that he cursed at Xiao Zhu.

Gu Xiao glanced away from the breakfast and looked at Lingyao again.

"Brother Yuan sent it?" he said, raising his chin slightly and pointing at the breakfast on the table.

Lingyao took the last piece of clothing that needed to be put on him and held it up in her hand: "No, I gave it to you."

She didn't intend to do good things quietly behind the scenes. She bought the things in the first place, so how could she let Chen Yuan take all the credit? What if the God of Wealth baby falls in love with Chen Yuan later? Scary!

There it comes again, that strange feeling.

Gu Xiao stared at the exquisite, steaming breakfast on the table, and his fingers clenched the phone even tighter.

What I originally wanted to think of was to thank her for her kindness and let her keep it for herself, but what I said out loud was: "How come it's still hot from such a long distance?" Even if I looked closely, I could see hot white mist in the porridge and on the buns, covering the glass mirror opposite with a small circle of hazy fog.

Lingyao hung the clothes she had prepared aside and kept them for him to wear after breakfast. When she heard Gu Xiao's words, she pointed to the small pot in the corner that had just been powered off.

Gu Xiao understood, but still did not reach out. Instead, he asked again: "Have you eaten?"

"I ate it." Lingyao stared at his face for two seconds, as if she understood what he wanted to say, and said casually, "If you don't want to eat it, leave it for Xiao Zhu."

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A stick suddenly hit Gu Xiao on the forehead. Although he was indeed preparing to reject her kindness, if... if it was some time ago, Gu Xiao would probably accept it calmly and eat it. After all, he had invited him to dinner many times.

But now he had an indescribable feeling, and felt a little guilty, although he himself didn't quite understand what he was feeling guilty about.

And now it’s the same contradiction. He clearly wanted to refuse to eat, but when she really expressed it, he was not happy.

He directly picked up the porridge on the table, ate two mouthfuls, then took a bite of the bun. When he could see the shooting star custard inside, he stopped and glanced at Lingyao.

"He just ate, and I haven't eaten yet."