Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

The handkerchief returned to Vivian's palm, neatly folded, with a slightly red lip mark on it, just above the traces left by the food.

Vivian was still in a daze, and Elsa took the initiative to pull her hand and greeted her with a sly smile.

"Let's go there and rest for a while."

Elsa pointed in a direction, and Vivian nodded without even looking. When Elsa turned around, she carefully held the handkerchief in her palm, took Elsa's hand and followed.

Only then did she realize that they had come to a place filled with all kinds of jewelry and cosmetics such as pearl powder.

"what?"

She looked up and met Elsa's deep, beautiful golden eyes.

"Want to try?"

There was a cunning crescent in Elsa's eyes.

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210. It's time to eat (4K)

Everything about makeup in this world is much poorer than in the previous life - of course, it doesn't mean that people in this world don't wear makeup, nor is it rare. In fact, in many places, this behavior is even linked to more important etiquette and customs.

However, that development was so crude that it was hard for Elsa to connect it with her very ordinary behavior in her previous life.

This world's understanding of makeup is different from Elsa's, and the raw materials and production processes are also very crude. Various flower extracts, vegetable oils, animal fats, beeswax, fruit pulp extracts, magic potions, alchemical products, some indescribable insects and mosses, etc., may become the source of an unnamed cosmetic.

Some of them are hard to be considered as something that "makes people beautiful", and some are even poisonous - for example, there is a powder that is a by-product of ore smelting, but the morbid feeling caused by applying it on the skin for a long time just hits the sweet spot for some people.

——Of course, this is only a minority. Most people still prefer healthier choices.

On the other hand, limited production technology and raw materials restrict the development of cosmetics, which are things that go beyond general material pursuits. Compared with the mature and stable industries in the previous life, the Chamber of Commerce in this world acts as a reliable middleman, and the prices are much more expensive.

So generally speaking, only women who have more money will spend it on cosmetics, such as the daughters and ladies of wealthy families. They pay much attention to their appearance, and skin care and hairdressing are also a common part of their lives. Just like in the previous life, some of the magic and alchemy in this world are specifically designed to serve this kind of thing.

Otherwise, there are some people who "would be more successful at work if they dressed more beautifully", men and women in drama troupes, receptionists in guilds or some more expensive hotels, and women in some red-light districts.

Or some specific customs and etiquette requirements, this behavior is no longer only seen among humans, but also among elves and monsters.

As for the church, there is no explicit statement that nuns are not allowed to wear makeup.

Although some people believe that makeup itself is a manifestation of pursuing material things and being unable to abandon the secular world, and there are indeed some people in the church who hold this view, and most nuns influenced by this do not wear makeup, but in fact most church members do not ridicule or feel disgusted with this - ridiculing others itself is a manifestation of insufficient practice.

The shop in front of her specializes in selling all kinds of skin care products and cosmetics. To Elsa's surprise, she found that this shop seemed to be affiliated with the Morton-Funnia Chamber of Commerce, which means that it was also one of the industries managed by Miss Sylvia Morton.

But Elsa didn't think much about it. She had only met Sifreya twice and had limited understanding of this young lady.

Elsa brought Vivian into the store.

The store is neatly furnished, with bright crystal chandeliers and intricate carvings as embellishments. The overall layout is beautiful and generous, with a sense of romance and elegance. It can be seen that the owner has carefully arranged the store's furnishings.

"You haven't come across these before, have you? Want to try it?"

Elsa smiled at Vivian, and Vivian looked at the dazzling array of bottles, jars, and small boxes on the shelves and nodded subconsciously.

"follow me."

Aisha took Vivian's hand and walked to a mirror, and Vivian sat down with her shoulders pressed down.

"Has Elsa ever used this before?"

"Yes, but it's a little different from these. Are you ready? What do you want to become?"

Through the mirror, Vivian saw Elsa looking at herself carefully and became a little nervous.

"Elsa...what kind do you like?"

As long as Elsa likes it, Vivian is willing to try it.

Aisha's gaze stopped and fell on Vivian's eyes. Vivian felt embarrassed and quickly looked away.

"Then start with the most basic light makeup. As for your face shape... something a little cuter would suit you better."

Elsa smiled.

"cute……"

Vivian blushed a little, feeling a little excited but also a little nervous - she didn't know if she was really cute, or if Elsa just liked cute guys. In that case, could she really do it?

"Yeah, that's cute," Aisha emphasized with a smile, "Wait for me here."

Vivian had never been exposed to these things, and naturally didn't know much about various types of makeup, so the first time, she simply let Elsa design it for Vivian herself.

"Beautiful Sister, is this your first time here?"

A salesgirl came over and Aisha went straight to her to talk and ask questions.

As expected of a big city, and a shop under a famous chamber of commerce, the variety of goods here is much richer than that in Prin Town. Elsa began to choose among the bottles and jars, while asking the shopping guide beside her, starting with asking about the raw materials, and then trying them on her own skin.

The shopping guide was also very enthusiastic, because Aisha never asked about the price even once from beginning to end - there was no doubt that she was a distinguished customer.

Vivian looked at Aisha with a confused face. She didn't understand any of this at all.

"That's pretty much it."

Aisha brought a bunch of things, which dazzled Vivian.

"Are all of these...? Do I have to put them on my face?"

"They all have their own uses. Some of them I bought for myself."

Aisha explained.

Elsa didn't wear makeup before because it was unnecessary, but now it's different. Elsa thinks that maybe it's time to pick up these things that have been lost for a long time.

“The selection here is a bit limited, but it’s enough.”

Vivian watched Elsa arrange the bottles and jars neatly, her heart beating fast - is this really "little"? It seemed like a lot to her, just like watching her mother mix perfume.

Elsa took a rough inventory.

"Vivian is very beautiful. You don't need heavy makeup to cover up your beauty. So light makeup is more suitable for you."

Moreover, as a nun, light makeup is just right, but if the makeup is too heavy, it might disgust people.

Vivian looked at the small brush in Elsa's hand and pursed her lips. She didn't understand what Elsa was saying and just nodded.

Elsa smiled.

"Don't move."

In her previous life, Elsa's makeup skills were considered "superb".

Elsa has an outstanding figure and looks. She learns makeup in order to master more temperament types - whether it is cold and domineering, youthful, bright and gorgeous, or pure and lustful, Elsa has tried them all and can express them very well. The essence lies in the adjustment of the light and dark contrast of the face, and then matching the hairstyle, accessories, and clothing to achieve the desired effect. Of course, temperament also requires more practice.

For women, posture and temperament are very important.

Furthermore, some women are simply not resistant to Elsa's established temperament—especially that beautiful, cool, and domineering type. It seems that most women Elsa has come into contact with prefer her to dress more like an older sister. Of course, some women don't buy into this, preferring a more domineering style themselves. For these types, Elsa will go against the grain and test the waters with a youthful, lively, or cute, innocent style.

In short, after a few times, Elsa was almost familiar with the route.

This time, the makeup Elsa put on Vivian was more cute and sweet. Although it was light makeup, it did not mean that light colors had to be used. The color matching had to follow the style and Vivian's facial foundation - she bent down and put on makeup for Vivian attentively.

Vivian suppressed the noise in her heart and felt the touch of Elsa gently brushing across her face. Intentionally or unintentionally, Elsa would always expose her neck and collarbone just right when she leaned over. Only from Vivian's perspective could she see a little bit of exposure. The slender and beautiful neck and the skin below the collarbone, as smooth and white as milk, made Vivian's palms sweat. She wanted to see, but didn't dare to. When Elsa leaned over, her breath almost hit the side of Vivian's face, hazy and with a fresh fragrance.

After a while, Elsa changed several small brushes before she stopped.

She picked up a small round box covered with beautiful patterns, opened it, and a bright red color came into view.

She asked, "How about this? This is pretty much what it feels like. What do you think?"

Vivian finally pulled her attention away from Elsa. She raised her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror. She was stunned for a moment, feeling a bit unreal - the makeup style of Elsa was different from that of others, but it made her look brighter and more attractive.

The salesgirl next to them was stunned.

"Do you like it?" Aisha asked with a smile.

Vivian breathed softly and did not answer. Instead, she subconsciously raised her eyelashes and looked at Elsa. She saw Elsa's fingers lifted from the small box, and her fingertips were stained with a beautiful red frost.

"Elsa... do you like it?"

Her heartbeat was accelerating, and Vivian's blue eyes reached into Elsa's.

"Well, I'm quite satisfied."

This time, Elsa answered Vivian directly, without any implicit meaning, which made Vivian lower her eyelashes.

"Oh, by the way, give me another box of this color."

Aisha said to the shopping guide beside her.

The salesperson walked away.

There were only Vivian and Elsa left here, and the air was filled with the sounds of conversation, laughter, pleasant smells, and Vivian's voice.

"I mean..." Vivian lowered her voice, "If we were lovers... would Elsa like it?"

Perhaps because her voice was too soft, Aisha did not respond, but just gently lifted Vivian's chin.

"Don't move, it's not finished yet."

"Hmm...Is that so..."

Didn't you hear it? Is that right?

Vivian felt a little disappointed, yet also strangely relieved. She wanted to hear Elsa say "I like you," but she was even more afraid of her saying anything else. Feeling slightly relieved, Vivian felt she had been too impulsive. This wasn't part of her plan; confessing was something she should have done when she was fully prepared.

She lowered her eyebrows slightly, then raised them again, and saw Elsa's beautiful slender fingers covering her lips - the red frost was evenly spread, and the fingertips stopped when they reached the corners of her lips.

"Don't move."

Elsa told her not to move twice, and Vivian really didn't move. She tilted her head back, but at such a distance she didn't dare to meet Elsa's gaze - she didn't know if it was an illusion, but Elsa had clearly only lightly touched her lips, and the bright red color immediately added an alluring charm to Elsa.

Vivian moved her throat, and she could only look away, blushing slightly.

"Close your eyes for a moment."

"Well……"

Aisha said this, and Vivian closed her eyes obediently.

However, what she waited for was not the gentle touch of the brush. Vivian felt her chin being gently lifted again, and she subconsciously opened her eyes - at a close distance, what she saw was not light, but Elsa's beautiful golden hair.

The hair obscured Vivian's vision. She looked up in surprise and saw Elsa's dim golden eyes.

She saw Aisha gently close her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her bright red lips fell towards hers——

Warm, soft, and carrying the scent of Elsa.

Vivian's eyes widened.

Her shoulders trembled unconsciously, and Vivian's mind seemed to go blank - Aisha's lips slid slightly, and the fingers that were hooking her chin slowly stretched out as if to prevent her from escaping, pressed against her jawbone, slid into her neck, and held her face.

The kiss deepened.

Vivian didn't know whether she should breathe. She wanted to breathe so badly. She heard Elsa's breathing was very gentle, but her own heartbeat was very rapid. She felt Elsa's weight pressing down on her, she felt her back was leaning against the table, and she felt an uncontrollable throbbing spread throughout her limbs.

The table was leaned against by Vivian, making a slight noise, and Vivian finally couldn't help but let out a sound from her nose.

At this time, footsteps were heard, and Elsa's deep kiss ended.

"Eh? Sir, your mouth..."

The salesperson's voice appeared, and Vivian took a while to come back to her senses from her trance. She felt as if her breathing was trembling. She raised her eyes and saw a fiery red color stretched at the corner of Elsa's mouth, and that red color was directed at her.

"Oh, nothing, my hand just shook a little bit - by the way, did you get that?"

"Here it is."

The salesperson handed over the small square box with both hands, but Elsa picked up a box and said, "By the way, do you have any more of this? Give me another one, too."

"Oh well!"

The shopping guide left happily again.

Vivian saw Elsa turn around, and her slender fingers gently wiped away the color spreading from the corner of her lips. The tip of her tongue stretched out from between her lips, gently and softly stroking them, and she looked down at Vivian who was still gasping for breath.

Elsa said nothing, but slowly lifted her golden hair from her temples and leaned down.

Vivian saw that this was when Elsa was eating...

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