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The two were intimate for a while, until the lip paint on Ling Xiao's lips was all smudged, before Jieyuhua finally stopped.

"Where is the heartlessness? You can't slander me, Brother Xiaohua." Ling Xiao wiped his lips clean in front of the mirror with a wet wipe, then pulled out another wet wipe and handed it to Jie Yuhua, looking as if he had used her and then discarded her.

Xie Yuhua took the tissue and said, "They say people with thin lips are cold-hearted, and judging from your attitude, that's no exaggeration."

Ling Xiao stared blankly at the two people reflected in the mirror, a slight smile playing on his lips. He thought to himself, 'They're a good match, aren't they?'

"Look, look, look, he's spacing out again." Xie Yuhua said with some dissatisfaction, pinching Ling Xiao's chin.

Jieyuhua gently touched the child's lips, and the child said, "Brother Xiaohua, aren't you going to continue applying makeup?"

Jieyuhua paused for a moment, placed one hand on the child's chest, and picked up the paintbrush again with the other to outline the child's lips. The scene was quite erotic.

After finishing the child's makeup, Xieyuhua sighed slightly, remarking that the child's appearance actually resembled Yu Ji even more than she did.

Jieyuhua picked up a pen to draw on her own face. Lingxiao stood beside her watching him apply makeup and asked, "Why are there two Yu Ji? If I am Yu Ji, then Brother Xiaohua should be the Overlord."

Xie Yuhua laughed and said, "If I were the Overlord, who would teach you to sing the song of Yu Ji?"

Ling Xiao nodded and affirmed, "That's true."

After finishing her makeup, Jieyuhua took Lingxiao's hand and led him in a walk.

“You should do it like this.” Xie Yuhua placed her hand on Ling Xiao’s back and stroked his arm, saying, “Your arm should be level with your shoulder; that’s more aesthetically pleasing.”

Jieyuhua nudged Lingxiao's knee with her own and led him along, saying, "Take steps like this, very lightly."

Ling Xiao turned to the side, his nose brushing against Xie Yuhua's. He withdrew his hand and said somewhat displeasedly, "Is this how Brother Xiaohua teaches people? Or was it that when Brother Xiaohua was learning opera, Senior Er Yuehong also taught him hand-in-hand like this?" Ling Xiao deliberately emphasized his words.

"Of course not." Xie Yuhua was getting a little anxious. He just wanted to add some fun to the conversation with the child, but he didn't mean for the child to misunderstand him.

Ling Xiao knew all this, of course. He only wanted to tease Xie Yuhua, but who knew that his little brother was so easily teased? So he took the opportunity to pull Xie Yuhua's costume over and hugged him tightly, saying, "Little brother is naughty, how should he be punished?"

Xie Yuhua panicked. He was genuinely panicked. Could the child want to redo his performance? Or did the child want to perform on this stage? He couldn't even imagine it. Given the child's occasional crazy temper, he really might do something like that, and it would be a combination of both.

"Tch, what are you thinking? If I really had any ideas about being on top, how could I tolerate you again and again?" Ling Xiao could tell what Xie Yuhua was thinking just by looking at his expression. After all, two people can't sleep in the same bed, and they hadn't been together for nothing all this time.

Xie Yuhua was clearly relieved, but Ling Xiao added, "However, I advise Brother Xiaohua not to relax too soon, after all..." Ling Xiao smoothed Xie Yuhua's hair and continued, "I don't like to be subordinate to others." His tone was full of threat, and his expression was playful and teasing.