993 Gong Yi (3)

Wu Yuan didn’t dare to laugh. He could only suppress himself until his handsome face was twisted into a pretzel.

Those two’s reactions turned Gong Yi’s face dark. His lips curled up evilly, “Try laughing.”

Xu Pingting shuddered while Wu Yuan did his best to relax his muscles. He said to Xu Pingting, “Ms. Xu, the young master merely put on a woman’s outfit. His face still looks the same. He’s over 6 feet tall and his short hair makes it obvious that he is a man.”

“What are you being so impatient for? Can’t you tell that I’m preparing for more?”

Xu Pingting opened up her makeup bag. She then handed the umbrella to Wu Yuan, who was half wet and then walked under Gong Yi’s umbrella.

She was about to wipe Gong Yi’s face with her facial tissue when Gong Yi snapped his head around like a young woman shocked by an approaching old man, “What are you doing?!”

“Putting makeup on you, of course! Without makeup, they’ll be able to tell who you are.”

Gong Yi inhaled deeply and silently greeted Jun Yexuan’s ancestors. With much hatred, he prayed for him that they won’t ever meet again.

Then, he shoved aside his discomfort, closed his eyes, and allowed her to wipe his face.

After wiping him down, she started to put makeup on him.

As more and more products layered on, Gong Yi’s masculine frame started to soften and appear gentler.

Wu Yuan’s eyes started to widen.

“This is magic.”

“You’re so uncultured.” Xu Pingting said, “Good makeup skills can give you the same results as plastic surgery. Plus, I only did contouring so far.”

Wu Yuan nodded, “what about his hair?”

“You can go and get him a wig,” Xu Pingting said, “There are convenient stores around.”

Wu Yua nodded again. After he gave Gong Yi the umbrella, he left.

After some time, he returned with a green wig, “Young master, this is the only color left.”

Gong Yi, “…”

“Hahahahha” Xu Pingting once again laughed without any reservation.

Gong Yi gritted his teeth. If he knew this would happen, he would’ve just spent the night in his helicopter.

“Just use it for now. It looks nice.” Xu Pingting stopped laughing and put the wig on Gong Yi, “It’s not like you have a girlfriend. There’s no hidden meaning with this.”

Gong Yi, “…”

He was nearing his limit.

‘”Are you done?”

Xu Pingting retreated a step to scan him from head to toe. Suddenly, she realized that she forgot something.

She went into her suitcase and found stuffing for her own bra, “Put these under your shirt.”

Gong Yi, “…”

Wu Yuan, “…”

Gong Yi inhaled deeply, “I’m not going to use this!”

Not used to being yelled at, Xu Pingting stepped back quickly, “That’s fine. After all, lots of women are flat like a board. It’s not a big deal.”

Numb from fury, Gong Yi somehow laughed. With much mockery, he said, “Are you even a woman? Why are you discussing cup sizes with a man?”

“Ah, you’re dressed like a woman. Why’s talking about it a big deal?”