"Ah, almost done, just the last step before I can put on the wig and change clothes."
The makeup artist turned around, picked up two soft, translucent substances with tweezers from two small cases, and walked towards Spencer,
"Come on, open your eyes wide..."
"Open...open my eyes? What is this? You're not seriously going to put that thing in my eyes, are you?!"
"Yeah, it's just beauty lenses, come on, be a good boy, open your eyes..."
The makeup artist in front of him smiled faintly, but it was hard to say if she was affected by Spencer's modifier, making her look somewhat intimidating at the moment.
And Spencer swallowed hard, staring at the approaching beauty lenses, scared stiff, and yelled,
"I... I don't want to! Yan Huan... save me!!"
...
...
"This movie was really good, Xiao Huan..."
After the hour-and-a-half movie, An Le and Yan Huan walked out of the theater with smiles, tossing their finished milk tea into the trash can.
"It really was."
