Chapter 39: The Master’s Touch

Bai Mengze had her eyes closed, her head slightly tilted upwards. Ji Wenyan’s makeup brush gently swept across her face, slowly gliding over her skin.

Bai Mengze’s natural complexion was exceptional.

It was especially receptive to makeup.

Indeed, she truly lived up to her potential as a woman with a growth rating of 10. She possessed immense talent worth cultivating.

The more Ji Wenyan applied makeup, the more exhilarated he became. It was a sensation akin to indulging in cool air conditioning on a scorching summer day, wrapped snugly in a thick blanket, while contentedly savoring ice cream.

The thrill was simply indescribable!

Of course, his excitement wasn’t solely from applying makeup to Bai Mengze. It was also due to the system’s notifications.

[Bai Mengze’s Beauty +5]

[Bai Mengze’s Beauty +3]

[Bai Mengze’s Beauty +3]

Master-level makeup skills were truly in a league of their own. They sent Bai Mengze’s beauty attribute soaring like a rocket!

After arriving on the rooftop from the classroom, Ji Wenyan had expected a spectacular display when activating his skill—perhaps the heavens changing color or strange phenomena appearing. He had anticipated a clear manifestation of the skill’s overwhelming power and coolness.

However, reality proved him wrong. He had simply overthought it.

All he received was a simple notification: [Skill activated. Duration: one hour]. Nothing else followed.

Nevertheless, the moment Ji Wenyan picked up the makeup brush, he felt a primordial power surge continuously within him.

It even filled him with an arrogant confidence, as if with the brush in hand, the world was his for the taking.

The sensation became even more pronounced as he applied makeup to Bai Mengze’s face, making Ji Wenyan utterly unable to stop!

As Ji Wenyan revelled in his inner delight, Bai Mengze’s beauty attribute rapidly increased. Yet, as more makeup steps were completed, the rate of increase immediately slowed.

Consequently, Ji Wenyan discovered a crucial detail.

Upon initial activation of the Master-level makeup skill, Bai Mengze’s beauty attribute had surged by a dramatic +10. However, this increment gradually decreased thereafter.

Now, it had stabilized at +3.

This indicated that, after using the Master-level makeup skill, the rate at which Bai Mengze’s beauty attribute increased was progressively slowing down.

A wave of regret washed over Ji Wenyan.

Still, it made sense.

If the increment truly remained at +10, she wouldn’t just reach the ‘beginner’ level; she could even achieve ‘advanced’ status.

How could the system possibly permit such an obvious bug? It would never allow a ‘unlucky host’ like him to take such a shortcut.

Pondering these thoughts, Ji Wenyan set his makeup brush aside. His gaze then drifted to the various shades of lipstick in the makeup case, ultimately settling on a grapefruit hue.

Bai Mengze’s skin was already fair, and given her current age, soft pink lipstick shades suited her perfectly.

After picking up the lipstick, Ji Wenyan also grabbed a lip brush, finding it more convenient for precise application.

Yet, as he gazed at her soft, jelly-like lips, Ji Wenyan found himself hesitating.

Especially with Bai Mengze’s eyes closed and her utterly relaxed demeanor, it was as if she had completely entrusted herself to Ji Wenyan. This trust, paradoxically, sparked a restless impulse within him.

He desired to do something, yet he had to restrain himself.

A sudden, ticklish sensation arose within Ji Wenyan. However, remembering his mission to cultivate Bai Mengze, he immediately reached down and fiercely pinched his own thigh. The pain brought him back to his usual composure.

‘This little enchantress, Bai Mengze…’

Meanwhile, as Bai Mengze felt the soft, moist touch on her lips, her hands instinctively tightened their grip on her clothes hem. An indescribable awkwardness washed over her.

When she secretly opened her eyes a crack, she saw Ji Wenyan’s serious expression. He held the lip brush, his gaze intently fixed on her lips, meticulously outlining them stroke by stroke.

It was as if he were painting on a canvas. Bai Mengze’s cheeks suddenly flushed, and she tilted her head slightly, feeling a touch of unease.

‘Seeing Ji Wenyan so serious all of a sudden truly felt unfamiliar.’

“Don’t move.”

The moment Bai Mengze subtly shook her head, Ji Wenyan immediately reached out and gently cupped her chin.

He held her face steady before him, meeting her wide-open eyes with his own.

“It’s not over yet!”

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