After staring for a few seconds, he simply got up and walked over. As soon as he stood at her bedroom door, he saw her holding a makeup brush, sweeping it over her face. She had her back to him and was so focused that she didn't notice his footsteps at all.
Xiang Qichen leaned against the door frame, watching her pout carefully in the mirror, and suddenly thought of the time he accidentally overheard her talking to herself in the restroom on set—
"Anyway, he can only see me from afar, can't meet Xiang Qichen up close. Who am I putting on such nice makeup for then..."
Unable to hold back a low laugh, Xiang Qichen gave her a doting look before standing straight and heading towards the living room.
Just two steps out, he heard a wail from behind, "Ah—" Xiang Qichen was stunned, turned around, and hurriedly pushed the door open, asking with a flustered face, "What's wrong?"
Huaiyi turned around with a gloomy expression, "My lipstick... it broke, waaa."
