Ye Xingguang rubbed her head, incredulous: "You learned it just for me?"
Ye Junqing snorted lightly: "Not for you, for my daughter. She will inevitably grow up and need makeup one day."
Ye Xingguang: "..."
She couldn't hide the smile at the corner of her mouth, stood up, tiptoed, and left her lipstick mark on the stubborn man's face.
Seeing the perfect stamp of lipstick on his face, she laughed uncontrollably, not wanting to remind him. Ye Junqing could imagine it, but Xiaoyuwei laughed so happily that he didn't immediately grab a tissue to wipe it off.
After doing her hair, Ye Junqing went to the dressing room and brought out a gown for her: "Try this on."
"Wow! It's so beautiful! I think I saw this gown at a fashion show a few days ago! It's the one I mentioned to you, the sparkling fantasy starry dress. When did you buy it?"
Ye Junqing smiled without answering, just handed it to her to try on.
He sat leisurely in front of the bed, watching her change clothes.
