"Sorry." He smiled, charmingly and politely, asking the makeup artist, "Can you step out for a mont, please?"
"Ah, uh." The makeup artist finally snapped back to reality, her smile blooming with a touch of embarrassnt as she hurriedly averted her gaze and nodded, "Yes, yes, yes."
With that, the makeup artist scurried off as if she was sowhat shy.
"What are you doing..." Before Di Jinxuan could finish her sentence, Nangong Jin kissed her.
"Mmm..." Di Jinxuan was montarily stunned by the kiss, she was about to struggle, but her words of resistance were all blocked by him.
The girl’s kiss was sweet, with the flavor of her lipstick as well.
Sweet and fragrant, hmm, the scent of roses.
Nangong Jin’s kiss deepened, each kiss seed more thrilling than the last, and each ti more delightful than before. She beca sweeter with each kiss, making him profoundly in love.
He only let go of her after kissing her until her face was flushed and she was softly panting.
"There’s still lipstick." Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but complain, her face adorably rosy as she looked up to examine him.
She noticed so faint pink on his charming lips. The light pink on his lips made them even more sexy and irresistible, with a certain enticing allure. He really looked very charming.
"Don’t worry." Nangong Jin curved his lips, extended his slender finger with a smile, and gently touched her soft lips, lavishly praising, "Very sweet, very beautiful."
It was unclear whether he was referring to the lipstick or her.
Di Jinxuan blushed, gently tilted her head back, looking at his handso face, reluctant to avert her gaze.
Nangong Jin also looked at her, could not help but planted another kiss on her lips, softly caressing and whispering with a light laugh, "Wife, happy birthday."
"Thank you." Di Jinxuan sweetly replied.
"What if hubby didn’t prepare a gift?" Nangong Jin continued, resting his forehead against hers, still gently caressing her lips, "I couldn’t find anything suitable after looking through everything, so, how about I gift myself to you?"
Di Jinxuan’s face grew redder, she couldn’t help but say, "Stop joking, it’s okay not to have a gift, I don’t mind these things."
"That won’t do, this is your twentieth birthday." Nangong Jin gently grasped her slim waist, overwhelmingly affectionate, "How could your husband not give you sothing precious? I thought it over, and the most precious thing is myself. If you don’t accept, does that an you don’t love your husband?"
Di Jinxuan: "..."
"Wife..." Nangong Jin continued cooing, "Is it okay?"
Di Jinxuan lightly pursed her lips, her small face blushing, but eventually nodded, responding only with one word, "Okay."
See, his wife was always so easy to appease, so obedient. Nangong Jin smiled until his eyes squinted, could not resist throwing her a flirty look, "Then wife, tonight await your husband to unwrap your gift."
Seeing his playful and sexy manner, Di Jinxuan also curved her brows, their foreheads pressed together, deeply affectionate and undoubting.
The two were being affectionate in the makeup room when suddenly the door was pushed open.
The one who pushed the door was Bo Chenghe, caught off guard as he saw the two sweetly embracing each other, forehead against forehead, their lips almost touching, both with smiles and joyful eyes, looking very sweet and very happy.
It was such a beautiful scene that almost bewildered him, but then a pang of heartache followed imdiately.
Di Jinxuan and Nangong Jin saw Bo Chenghe, and the atmosphere suddenly turned sowhat awkward.
Nangong Jin thought Di Jinxuan would hastily let go of him, but she didn’t, rely moving slightly away and turning her head to smile, "Hehe is here."
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