The makeup artist first applied a layer of basic hydration on Tong Sui, then proceeded with isolation cream and foundation.
His skin was flawless, delicate as if it could be squeezed for water. An overly heavy makeup would seem unnatural, so the makeup artist chose the most breathable and lightweight products, applying just a thin layer.
Before long, several tall figures gathered behind Tong Sui. The makeup artist felt immense pressure. These people stared unabashedly, almost as if they had never witnessed anyone getting their makeup done.
Tong Sui felt a bit uncomfortable as well and shot a pleading look towards the production team for help.
The production team said, “You gentlemen need to come with me. Your role today is that of assistants; you need to help set up the scene.”
Only then did they leave.
Zhong Yi was assigned a pile of clothes that he needed to iron with Chi Xingyu.
“Are we wearing these for the shoot?” Zhong Yi looked at the clothes on the rack. Though they were from a lightly luxurious brand, to someone like him, who had been exposed to various high-end brands from a young age, these clothes were simply unworthy of Tong Sui’s status. He believed they should pick only the best.
Chi Xingyu replied, “Don’t act on your own accord. This is the advertiser’s concept and project. We have no right to change it without permission.”
Zhong Yi had no comeback. He had been used to being the client and had been contemplating adjusting it to better brands just a moment ago.
Chi Xingyu buried himself in ironing, and when his fingers brushed the thin gauze fabric, he pulled it out and suddenly felt his face flush.
Zhong Yi leaned over to take a look.
Both of them blushed at the thought of Tong Sui wearing such clothing, their embarrassment deepening.
“Stop looking, don’t think I don’t know what lewd thoughts are on your mind.”
“How dare you say that to me when you’re blushing too? Clearly, you thought of it first.”
This was really…
Chi Xingyu felt as though he was holding a hot potato and hastily pushed the clothes back. After a breath, the other side already had Tong Sui finished with his makeup. He sported a layer of silvery glitter on his eyes, with a bit of color on his cheeks and lips.
He looked even more radiant, like a delicate doll that would shine.
His slightly long hair was also styled into fluffy curls, resembling soft clouds. Now all that was left was to change clothes.
He heard footsteps approaching from behind.
Chi Xingyu and Zhong Yi pushed a clothing rack and upon seeing Tong Sui, their faces lit up, evidently astonished by his appearance.
Chi Xingyu, gazing at his fluffy, slightly curled hair, couldn’t help but recall the time during a live broadcast when Tong Sui wore a dress with cat ears.
He subconsciously bit his lip, feeling his throat dry.
When Tong Sui received the clothes, he paused, “Is this for me?”
Did they take the wrong item?
The makeup artist confirmed, “That’s right, it’s this one.”
The dress felt weightless in his hands. Tong Sui scrutinized it and noticed that the sheer fabric was so thin that he could vaguely see his hand underneath.
If he wore something like this, his face immediately flushed red, “Do I really have to wear this?”
“Do you have any issues with this outfit?”
A somewhat stern voice came from a middle-aged man wearing a hat who seemed unfriendly. “I’m He Jie, the brand consultant for today. I hope you understand this is a work matter.”
They had paid him, so Tong Sui had to comply.
To He Jie, Tong Sui was just a decent-looking nobody, and he should feel grateful that he was given this opportunity.
He urged, “Our time is limited; please go change.”
Realizing there was no room for negotiation, Tong Sui could only obediently take the clothes to change.
Once Tong Sui pulled the curtain up, he examined the outfit in his hands.
If he had known he’d have to wear something like this, perhaps he would have reconsidered accepting the advertisement.
He took off his clothes and hung them aside, swiftly slipping on the new dress, fastening it at the back. It had an intricate cross-back strap design, and he couldn’t manage that alone.
Thus, Tong Sui leaned out his head.
Spotting Chi Xingyu and Zhong Yi, he thought for a moment and whispered, “Chi Shen, can you come help me with something?”
Compared to Zhong Yi, he was closer to Chi Xingyu.
Without hesitation, Chi Xingyu walked over.
In front of Zhong Yi, he proudly tilted his chin up and swiftly pulled the curtain shut tightly.
Zhong Yi felt frustrated and helpless.
“What’s wrong?”
Once Chi Xingyu entered, Tong Sui felt more at ease, but he also sensed the space inside had grown much tighter.
He almost pressed against the wall, turning to expose his back, “Could you help me tie this?”
Chi Xingyu’s pupils subtly constricted.
Because everything before him was beyond what he could handle. Tong Sui’s skin was already much fairer than average, let alone his back, which rarely saw sunlight—it was glaringly white.
The gauzy dress only emphasized this, shimmering with a pearlescent luster.
Chi Xingyu replied softly, and slowly reached out.
When he grasped the straps, his fingers brushed against Tong Sui’s skin, causing the latter to shiver slightly, his long eyelashes trembling as well.
The hand that was pressed between his body and the wall unconsciously formed a fist.
This sight made it look like Chi Xingyu was forcefully pinning him to the corner.
Chi Xingyu’s breathing grew heavier.
He carefully crossed and tightened the straps at the back, the warm touch of his fingertips occasionally pressing lightly or firmly against Tong Sui’s back.
For Tong Sui, this was a rather hard-to-endure process.
“Are you done yet?”
Tong Sui could hardly hold on anymore, turning to look at Chi Xingyu, his lashes dusted with scattered glitter, glistening as he looked up.
As the temperature rose on his face, his originally subtle makeup turned vivid and vibrant.