After accidentally kissing a roommate

Just as Song Xuan finished speaking, Tan Min, who had been staring at the face in front of him for a longer time, tilted his head in doubt.

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Standing aside, Chen Aowen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, then I won't watch it anymore?"

Song Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth: "...but the makeup is already on."

Tan Min just retracted her hand and straightened up. She leaned against the table, listened to all the conversations between the two, blinked slowly, her gaze wandered back and forth between Song Xuan and Chen Aowen calmly, and He was holding a melon in his hand and gnawed.

Chen Aowen said: "Then what should I do? How about I let you see it?"

Song Xuan: "..."

Tan Min pursed the corners of his mouth as if holding back a smile when he heard this sentence, turned the small bottle of liquid foundation in his hand and signaled to Song Xuan's seat: "Then Chen Aowen is coming next?"

Chen Aowen nodded, and Song Xuan stood up to vacate the seat.

Squeezing the foundation onto the back of his hand, Tan Min dipped some of it with his fingertips, and just smeared a few places on Chen Aowen's face, before he pounced away, Luo Ziyang just pushed the door in from the outside.

Just now when Song Xuan was putting on makeup, Luo Ziyang was bored and chose to change into the clothes on stage first. Before going out, he yelled "Get me the next one", but when he entered the door, he unexpectedly found that Song Xuan had changed in front of Tan Min. Chen Aowen was stunned for a moment, his fingers were almost caught by the closed door.

Luo Ziyang: "Didn't you agree that I will be next?"

Tan Min: "Who made an agreement with you? I didn't answer you just now. I'm late. Let's wait in line at the side."

Luo Ziyang: "?"

Three steps at a time, Luo Ziyang walked quickly to Tan Min's side, and held her wrist holding the makeup brush. His movements were a bit domineering but he didn't use any force. A little aggrieved: "Please melt it for me first."

"You..." Tan Min originally wanted to shake his hands, but when he looked up and saw Luo Ziyang's usually cool and sultry face showing doggy eyes, which is rare, he couldn't say anything serious for a while, "...then Chen What about Owen?"

The liquid foundation has already been applied to the face, if you don't spread it now, it will dry in a while.

Luo Ziyang reacted quickly at this moment, immediately took the makeup brush out of Tan Min's hand, stuffed it into Song Xuan's hand, and said, "It's easy, let Song Xuan do it."

Song Xuan looked at the makeup brush that suddenly fell from the sky into his hand: "?"

Before Song Xuan could say "yes" or "no", Luo Ziyang completely blocked his refusal to retreat, and added: "Do you remember that time last year? He also put on makeup backstage. Song Xuan is just like Chen Aowen now, There is mung bean-sized liquid foundation all over the face, and then he spreads it by himself, I have seen it, he will do it!"

Tan Min said "Oh", "Okay."

Then he took out a piece of rhinestone stickers from his bag and threw it into Song Xuan's hand: "Go then, Song Xuan, and post the diamonds together by the way, just to give you a chance to see back what Chen Aowen saw you just now." .”

Song Xuan: "..."

Chen Aowen had already stood up, he walked to a chair near Song Xuan and sat down, looked up at Song Xuan and called out, "Come here."

The three parties said so, Song Xuan clenched the brush in his hand, and dragged a chair across from Chen Aowen.

The two are sitting with their knees close together.

As soon as he sat down, Chen Aowen closed his eyes, as if he was at the mercy of Song Xuan.

Song Xuan pinched his knuckles and stretched out his hand. With his left hand, he gently lifted Chen Aowen's chin, and with his right hand, he held the makeup brush and brushed it carefully on his face.

Song Xuan has always known Chen Aowen's handsome appearance, and he is also very familiar with the other's facial features, but it is the first time for him to observe him at such a close distance like now.

Chen Aowen belongs to the kind of looks that are both handsome under the aesthetics of the East and the West.

He has thick brows and wide eyes, three-dimensional bones, with edges and corners, but he neutralizes a bit of oriental softness, so he will not appear rough at all.His eyelashes are long and dense, they are all covered under his eyes because his eyes are closed tightly, and they vibrate slightly as the brush brushes across his cheeks.

Song Xuan's gaze moved from his delicate browbones to his straight nose bridge, and finally landed on his soft and bright red lips, and suddenly remembered that he had kissed here before.

But at this moment, Chen Aowen looked up slightly with his eyes closed, as if he was asking for a kiss.

They are also very close to each other invisibly, breathing can be heard.

Song Xuan looked at it, and suddenly a mischievous idea jumped out of his heart. He wanted to know how he would feel if he kissed this place seriously.

Is it as soft as it looks?

The last time he bumped into it on Halloween, all he felt was the word "chaotic", and the crowds around him were chaotic. He felt that he had caused a catastrophe, and his heart was flustered, completely forgetting the touch of his mouth.

But as soon as this idea came out, Song Xuan quickly extinguished it in his mind. He held Chen Aowen's left hand and withdrew abruptly, surprised at the demon in his heart.

How could he have such an idea?Especially since Chen Aowen might like him.

Song Xuan's right hand also slowed down, and Chen Aowen felt a low hum from the back of his throat: "Song Xuan, you can use a little force, it's a bit itchy right now."

Song Xuan came back to his senses: "...um."

After spreading all the foundation on his face, Song Xuan stepped back a little and said, "Okay, you'd better open your eyes."

Chen Aowen didn't open his eyes immediately, but asked first: "If I open my eyes and look at you, won't you be nervous?"

"will not."

Song Xuan would rather be nervous than the little devil spawned by Chen Aowen's eyes closed.

Chen Aowen opened his eyes, the light gray irises reflected Song Xuan's shadow, like a mirror trying to reflect his heart.

Song Xuan looked around: "It's all cleared, do you want to take a look again?"

"No need, I just felt it." Chen Aowen asked, "Did you transform yourself last year?"

"No, it doesn't count..." Song Xuan recalled, "Jiang Xiqing did it for me at the beginning of last year, but she didn't bring a makeup brush and her hands were too cold. I was afraid that my face would get frostbite if she touched it. Just paint it yourself."

After finishing speaking, Song Xuan looked back at Tan Min and Luo Ziyang, who were fighting on the other side, and took out the rhinestone stickers: "Tan Min really doesn't intend to care about you, so I'll post this together by the way."

Rhinestones are mostly pasted around the eyes, which can play a role in lighting up the eyebrows.

Chen Aowen's eyebrows are very deep. It is a thick face that is attractive enough without outline. After putting on rhinestones, it makes his eyes look like stars. Song Xuan stared at Chen Aowen's eyes and noticed that Chen Aowen was also looking at himself Then I found a topic.

Song Xuan asked: "Are your eyes genetic mother?"

Chen Aowen: "Yes, but the color is darker than hers."

This pupil color is really special, Song Xuan asked again: "Since you were young, many people should have envied or praised your eyes, right?"

I thought that I should get a positive answer, but Chen Aowen was silent for a moment before answering: "No."

He stared at Song Xuan and said, "You are the first."

As an adult, being special is a cool thing, but as a child, being different is a burden.

Because of his mixed race, Chen Aowen has been different from others since he was a child, especially his eyes.

Even though his facial outline and general direction have followed his father's, and have been largely orientalized, but because of these eyes, every time he goes to a new environment and meets a new partner, he will be questioned by strange and curious eyes.

"Why are your eyes this color? It's strange."

This is the opening line that Chen Aowen heard the most when he was a child.

And in childhood, every game he played with his playmates, if aliens or demons were needed, Chen Aowen was always elected with a high number of votes.

Because he looks different from everyone else.

Is it weird?Is it heterogeneous?

When Chen Aowen was a child, he never liked his own eyes.

Then gradually grew up.

No one of his age has ever commented on the color of his eyes in person, but they can tell at a glance that Chen Aowen's mixed race insight is also telling Chen Aowen that because of the color of his eyes, he will never be the same as the people around him.

Chen Aowen often felt that he did not belong here. Later, his mother went to France because of work. Chen Aowen wanted to change the environment in his heart, so he followed to Paris.

Things didn't get better, however.

After all, Paris is not the place where he grew up. Chen Aowen is also a "heretic" that can be seen at a glance in France.

No one commented on his eyes, or even mentioned the color of Chen Aowen's pupils, because everyone understood the sense of proportion.

But this is not what Chen Aowen wants.

Only his parents told him time and time again during his growing up that these eyes are special and beautiful, but no stranger has ever said so.

Until Chen Aowen met Song Xuan in the United States.

He remembered it clearly.

On the day of taking the car from the airport and carrying luggage to the central garden, the temperature was hot and the cicadas were singing, which made Chen Aowen a little irritable.

Alvin Chen, who has moved from one city to another, does not have any expectations for his schooling career in North Carolina.

Arrived here the afternoon before school started, Chen Aowen looked indifferent the whole time, got out of the car and went to the trunk to get his luggage, and saw Song Xuan when he glanced around.

Song Xuan was squatting in the middle of a green grass field with his mobile phone, surrounded by little squirrels jumping around, looking at his mobile phone with a cheerful and happy atmosphere.

Chen Aowen glanced at it lightly, not knowing what he was happy about.

After noticing the arrival of a roommate, Song Xuan raised his head and walked towards the sunlight, greeting Chen Aowen enthusiastically.

When they were only one step away.

Song Xuan suddenly raised his hand above his head, covering the sunlight and looked in Chen Aowen's direction.

Chen Aowen thought indifferently: He has noticed my eyes, and this person will pretend to be polite and ask me if I am of mixed race.

Unexpectedly, Song Xuan suddenly laughed, his deer eyes were bright and clear, like a ray of breeze passing through the mountains and forests.

He said to Chen Aowen: "Your eyes are so beautiful."

It was Chen Aowen who had waited for a long time, but almost no longer expected it, and it came from the sincere praise from strangers when they first met.

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