Chapter 764: Chapter 761: Makeup (1) Chapter 764: Chapter 761: Makeup (1) Bo Yan was willing to do her makeup, and Xia Siyu agreed very readily, “Come on! Who’s afraid of who! Now that I’ve agreed, you have to sit tight while I do your makeup. Don’t worry, they call me ‘Master of Makeup’, known for my miraculous work. Give me any ordinary person, hey, guess what, I could turn them into a Yang Yuhuan.”
The more confidently she bragged, the more Bo Yan felt in danger, but since he had already agreed, what could he do but accept it? Anyway, he wasn’t going out today, so if he looked ugly, only she would see it, and he could simply wash it off after.
Xia Siyu brought over all her bottles and jars. Actually, she didn’t like to wear makeup on a daily basis, always avoiding it whenever possible; one reason being it was troublesome, second because she was confident she looked beautiful enough without it. However, as a female celebrity, makeup was undoubtedly a necessity.
Bo Yan was still a little nervous, “Are you sure you can do this?”
“What kind of question is that, how can you not believe in my abilities?” Xia Siyu, overly confident, forcefully pulled Bo Yan in front of the chair. To prevent him from escaping mid-process, Xia Siyu took away the mirror from the table. She then cupped his face with her hands, appraising it left and right, “Your skin… is alright, just a bit worse than mine. It’s just a little tan.”
Although Bo Yan’s skin wasn’t the milky complexion some crave, it was still very good. She had seen many artists who were stunning with makeup, but after removing it would leave one wondering, “Sir, who are you?” Not to mention acne, scars, dullness, she saw enlarged pores, blackheads, and various other skin issues.
Bo Yan found it a bit amusing, “This is called a honey color! A healthy, natural color. If my skin were even whiter than yours, what would you do in the industry?”
“Alright already, stop moving, I’m going to apply the base makeup.”
The makeup process started methodically, beginning with primer, followed by concealer. However, Bo Yan didn’t have any acne scars or dark spots to cover, so this step was completed quickly. Next was setting the makeup with loose powder. Bo Yan’s eyebrows were naturally strong and slightly curved like a waning moon, without too much fine hair, and didn’t even need much shaping. Just brushing them with an eyebrow brush to create a natural arch was quite attractive.
Next was the eye makeup. Eyes are the windows to the soul, and this was definitely the highlight of makeup application. Bo Yan naturally had peach blossom eyes, with slightly drooping eyelids. When he wasn’t smiling, they appeared gentle, akin to a blooming peach blossom, but upon smiling, they seemed as if mocking something.
Xia Siyu wasn’t here to give him a handsome makeover—that would have been too easy. She used Bo Yan to experiment with bold color palettes she wanted to try but didn’t dare to; red eyeshadow, purple lipstick, channeling glamor as much as possible.
To emphasize the allure, she also gave Bo Yan a thorough eyeliner look, using earth tones as a base for his tear troughs and eyelids, with red on top. She drew out a carefree appearance, then traced his lip line and applied purple lipstick.
She also added blush and contouring. In the end, Xia Siyu furrowed her brows as she observed his face for several minutes, then turned back to her box to find a wig—ridiculously a long, curly one—and placed it on him.
Right after the makeup was complete, Xia Siyu walked around him a couple of times and then stood still, stunned.
Bo Yan asked, “Is it done? Can I look in the mirror now?”
Xia Siyu was still frowning, that expression indescribable. Just as Bo Yan was about to head to the bathroom to see his reflection, the doorbell rang. He walked over with ease, to find that it was Song Fengzhi delivering food for him. Without thinking too much, he opened the door—