"Elder Xia, you!" Bai Xiaosheng exclaimed in surprise, scrutinizing Xiahou Qi's complexion.
The old man's face was withered yellow and waxen white, genuinely looking like someone gravely ill.
But the brightness and vitality in his eyes were very much alive and kicking.
"These days, I've been getting good rest, my eyes are much brighter," said Xiahou Qi, laughing heartily as Bai Xiaosheng paid attention, and even pointing at his own face, "Look at this complexion, but don't let it fool you, this is a 'painted wall' done by Lin Ke."
"What 'painted wall', this is called makeup," Lin Ke corrected with a pout, dissatisfied.
"Alright, alright, it's called makeup, makeup!" Xiahou Qi placated with repeated assurances, still laughing.
Lin Ke inspected Elder Xia's complexion with pride, "Don't underestimate me for loving my bare face, I'm actually a master at this!"
Bai Xiaosheng listened in silence.
But now, he really understood!
Behind him, Lin Weiwei, Lei Ying also got it!
