My Wife Is The Final Boss-Chapter 852 - 475: If It’s Love, Then It’s Not Humble (Double-Length) (2)

Chapter 852: Chapter 475: If It’s Love, Then It’s Not Humble (Double-Length) (2)

At this moment, Li Zhibai gently wiped Zhu Pingniang’s temples and could smell the faint, plum blossom-like fragrance from her. He could feel her lost, even somewhat dazed gaze falling upon his face.

What exactly is the relationship between Tong Jun and myself?

Sisters?

But if you think about it, her relationship with Tong Jun is far better than with her actual sister.

Yet, when it comes to the kind of relationship like those on Muyu Peak, it doesn’t qualify as that either—she wouldn’t have any improper thoughts about the girl she’s watched grow up.

It’s strange.

Putting down the wet towel, Li Zhibai lightly tapped the dazed Zhu Pingniang, releasing his finger after poking her forehead.

"You’re a grown person now, can you really be so silly washing your face?"

"...Do... Do I?" Zhu Pingniang came back to her senses, her face flushed completely, unsure if it was due to the hot water from washing, or her current restless mind.

"Come on now." Zhu Pingniang sat up straight.

"I’m not very familiar with today’s makeup techniques, so I’ll just use the methods I know," Li Zhibai said.

"Mm, it doesn’t matter." Zhu Pingniang thought she really doesn’t care about these things.

Even if Li Zhibai turns her into an old general from the opera stage, she would still like it immensely, so whatever technique... it’s not important.

Zhu Pingniang was just thinking of how Li Zhibai would soon gently and meticulously cradle her face... she suddenly felt an impulse to escape.

Really just pathetic.

As Li Zhibai picked up the makeup tools, Zhu Pingniang cautiously met Li Zhibai’s eyes, unable to hide the deep emotions in them.

If her nonsensical words earlier weren’t heard by Li Zhibai, Zhu Pingniang believed she could still keep it hidden.

But ever since knowing her desire for Ah Bai had been exposed, and yet she still wanted to be so close to herself... those feelings could no longer be suppressed.

Even if she closes her eyes now, the emotions would flow out from elsewhere, something that cannot be concealed.

"Ah Bai."

"Hmm?"

"Nothing, go ahead."

"Already working."

Li Zhibai first adjusted the lip color, using a cotton swab to dab some light red rouge on Zhu Pingniang’s lips, and feeling it didn’t quite fit, discarded the cotton swab.

"Don’t use cotton, it’s uncomfortable," Zhu Pingniang said suddenly.

"Alright." Li Zhibai didn’t think much, using her fingertips like green onions to pick some Scarlet Red, then evenly applied it to her lips. After embellishing lightly, Zhu Pingniang pursed her lips, feeling a sweetness.

She... was already somewhat dizzy.

Li Zhibai, however, thought the color looked great, Tong Jun’s lips were shiny and bright, moist and refreshing, with a slight tint giving more depth.

Simplistic suddenly...

"What are you doing?" Li Zhibai was stunned for a moment, then frowned and tapped Zhu Pingniang’s head.

Tong Jun unexpectedly opened her mouth and bit her finger, even without exerting much force, it was still odd.

"I spaced out... But it doesn’t matter," Zhu Pingniang smiled, putting away the small gestures and thoughts, focusing on enjoying Li Zhibai’s service.

She could also feel the slightly novice touch on Li Zhibai’s hand.

She is not skilled at makeup.

"Ah Bai," Zhu Pingniang asked softly with her eyes closed, "Why did you suddenly want to do my makeup?"

After the initial excitement, Zhu Pingniang calmly asked this matter she cared deeply about.

"I..." Li Zhibai paused slightly, holding the eyebrow pencil, then said, "I want to pick up the skill of makeup now... But I’m not confident, so I’m checking your thoughts, now that you’re at Crystal Flower Moon Tower, you must know these things well."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Pingniang showed no expression.

She didn’t ask Li Zhibai why she suddenly wanted to pick up makeup skills because she’s a clever girl who knows what she wants.

Just as long as there’s a chance to be made up by Ah Bai, to have her face cradled like this... the reason, does it really matter?

It doesn’t matter at all.

You know, whether Li Zhibai is rediscovering a sense of girlhood or has other reasons, it doesn’t matter.

After all, Zhu Pingniang wouldn’t be jealous of Yun Qian.

But her mouth isn’t easy to satisfy.

"So, I’m just your practice model." Zhu Pingniang hummed lightly.

"I do remember some techniques," Li Zhibai smiled, "Not happy?"

"How could I be," Zhu Pingniang opened her eyes.

Your Ah Bai, aside from using you as practice, has no one else she can help, doesn’t she?

"In your mind, am I the woman who gets angry over such small things?" Zhu Pingniang looked at Li Zhibai through the mirror, her gaze scrutinizing.

"You’ve changed a lot, I’m not sure, so I’m asking," Li Zhibai gently lifted Zhu Pingniang’s long hair next to her ear, securing it with a small hairpin to reveal her profile.

"Now do you know?" Zhu Pingniang asked.

"Yes, I know." Li Zhibai nodded.

Looking at Zhu Pingniang’s profile and the flush on her ear, she clearly knew that she wasn’t annoyed about being practiced on; on the contrary... her mood had reached a peak.

"Do try to make me look good," Zhu Pingniang said seriously, "I plan on not washing this face anymore from now on."

"..." Li Zhibai’s eye twitched, "Do wash it clean."

"It won’t stain," Zhu Pingniang giggled.

She wasn’t joking; she truly could keep the makeup lasting on her face long-term, using True Qi to protect the makeup completely...

"Oh, there’s indeed need to be careful, with Chang’an that boy around, True Qi isn’t omnipotent," Zhu Pingniang thoughtfully said, "If the rain Chang’an summons hits it, it might actually wash away the makeup you did for me."

Have to carry an umbrella and bamboo hat at all times when going out in the future?

"Wash it properly," Li Zhibai repeated, truly not knowing what to say now.

Tong Jun thought very carefully, she... seemed serious?

Yet the makeup wasn’t even done well.

"Ah Bai, I’m truly happy," Zhu Pingniang said.

"I know." Li Zhibai could tell.

"So... am I humble?" Zhu Pingniang asked.

Ah Bai granted her a bit, a tiny ’favor,’ and her heart was about to overflow, seeming like she would even trample her dignity underfoot—if viewed from a mundane perspective, such a self is really quite humble, cheap.

"...?" Li Zhibai didn’t stop her makeup, her tone even, "What nonsense are you saying."

"Really?" Zhu Pingniang closed her eyes.

Emotion needs reciprocity.

Has she received Ah Bai’s reciprocity...

Naturally so.

She certainly knows how much this girl dotes on her, from her change into a red dress for her... from her indulgence toward her ’daughter,’ isn’t it evident?

You give me one portion, I give you one portion, pleased by this portion you’ve given... naturally not humble.

"But I’m always like this," Zhu Pingniang chuckled lightly.

Since childhood, the moment she first laid eyes on Li Zhibai, she understood the meaning of admiration.

From that point on, a girl holding a gleaming golden-like grandeur always appeared in her dreams...

That girl’s posture was dazzling to the utmost in her eyes.

Back then she just smiled, looking up at her silhouette, yet now... now she can let her cradle her face, meticulously sculpt her.

"Ah Bai, do you think I’m talking about myself?" Zhu Pingniang asked.

"I was thinking about the skill of makeup," Li Zhibai implied she didn’t have the mind to think more.

Zhu Pingniang didn’t say much.

In some sense, Li Zhibai, who always cared whether she was "angry" or "unhappy," is humble, too.

But liking doesn’t count as humble.

"Ha... ah..." Zhu Pingniang suddenly stretched lazily without warning.

Li Zhibai: "..."

She looked at the lipstick she misplaced, her brows twitching lightly, "Be careful."

"Oh." Zhu Pingniang settled again, then gazed at the reflection of herself and Li Zhibai in the mirror, some serious emotion filled.

"Ah Bai, what do you think... just what is our relationship, really?"