Translator: Guy Gone Bad
Su Bei blinked, “I don’t know how.” I am a guy, and it’s already creepy to wear women’s clothes! And now you want me to be able to do makeup? Seriously?
Chi Subai entered the cage and stood in front of the dresser, “Come here.”
Su Bei picked his eyebrows, “You can do makeup?”
Chi Subai tightened his palms, the touch of his gloves was quite obvious.
He said, “Hmm.” Perfect things should be done by himself, right?
Oh yo ho, the male lead does makeup for me in person, which is a rare thing!
Su Bei jumped off the bed and went barefoot before the dresser and sat down.
Tut, tut, just don’t know how Chi Subai’s makeup skill is.
Su Bei sat with his back against him, because the whole back was hollow-out, so his back curve all caught in Chi Subai’s eyes.
Beautiful! There was no desire in Chi’s eyes, but pure appreciation, the appreciation of a collection.
When Chi Subai was doing makeup, he looked very serious, like treating a fragile ceramic product.
Su Bei felt that he was being treated as a doll used to practice one’s makeup and dressing skills.
For the first time, Chi Subai was so close to touch a person’s skin without gloves.
He did not find it so difficult to accept as he had imagined, on the contrary, the touch of this woman’s skin made him a little lusted.
Soon he finished it, and Su Bei looked at the stunningly beautiful woman in the mirror, only feeling that good makeup was really comparable to plastic surgery.
He started to believe those who ever said with and without makeup are two different people.
Chi Subai’s eyes were also full of wonder, he thought, this would be his most perfect collection.
748, “Captivating bar increased by 5%, current progress 35%.”
Chi Subai looked at such Su Bei, played another song, then he asked Su Bei, “Want to learn?”
Su Bei immediately shook his head, “No.”
The expression of Chi Subai immediately went wrong, and his voice also turned cold, “Why?”
Su Bei now felt even colder in the back, he said in all seriousness, “I think someone like me will tarnish the piano.”
The truth is, never learn anything from a perfectionist. It’s torture.
Chi Subai’s expression softened a little. “It’s okay. You need to be more perfect.”
The corner of Su Bei’s mouth slightly twitched. So learning piano would make me more perfect? Can I say no?
The answer was, no, because Chi Subai was again looking at that tiger’s head.
Then Chi Subai asked people to move the piano into the cage, and then he waved at Su Bei, “Come here.”
Su Bei felt like Chi Subai was calling a puppy, because even Qiqi was not happy to be called with such a tone.
However reluctant, he had to go over, people have to bow under the eaves.
Chi Subai’s slender fingers knocked the piano keys, and he tried to explain the most basic piano knowledge.
How to say? For a pervert, probably even his piano teaching method was sick.
The study method of a genius would be like this, Su Bei felt painful.
Any place he made a mistake, he would be warned by the tiger head, even, he asked Su Bei kept practicing his fingering.
As soon as Su Bei stopped, he would whip his arm.
Using the kind of bamboo board, whipping his arm, heart-drilling pains.
It was even worse if he played it wrong, his captivating bar would drop.
It dropped quite a few times this day. If it hadn’t been that Su Bei tried to save it back, he’d really had a bad day.
So don’t learn from a perfectionist. Really torturing!