My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 361

Jocelyn looked through the mirror and gave him a blank stare again, "What do you think?"

Noah's eyes carried a few moments of inquiry.

"I'm in a hurry to go out and I don't have time to blow-dry my hair." Jocelyn said without good grace.

"Oh."

"What, it's because of you." The more Jocelyn thought about it, the more resentful she became, so she whispered.

How many things had been delayed in this hour?

In that hour, her make-up had been done, her clothes were on, and she had finished her meal.

In the mirror, the corners of Noah's mouth curved up into a doting arc.

As soon as Jocelyn raised her eyes, she saw the look in his eyes.

He was wearing only a white bath towel, his perfect body was visible, the residual water droplets flowing over those marks, producing a touch of enchanting and sexy beauty.

There are some people who, even if they don't do anything, just standing there, can make her legs go weak.

This kind of person is Noah.

"Well, my fault." Doting was still in his eyes.

Jocelyn, "Know wrong?"

Like a devout believer, Noah nodded.

But even then, Jocelyn knew that it was not worth believing.

"What was wrong?"

"I didn't try hard enough and let you have the opportunity to nag me." With that, he leaned down and propped his hands on her dressing table, his delicate chin resting against the top of her hair, his gaze warm and gentle as he gazed at the mirror. Fer face applied only skincare on.

Hearing these words, Jocelyn's face, instantly, turned flushed.

Even her ears were red.

"What are you doing? Noah." Jocelyn looked helpless.

"Call Hubby." His voice was soft and teasing.

"No, Noah."

"What?" Noah's eyebrows raised slightly.

Jocelyn instantly uttered, "Hubby."

She knew very well that if she continued to dwell on it, she would not be able to go out this afternoon.

Therefore, when it was time to show weakness, it was better to show weakness.

"That's more like it, be good, hubby will blow your hair."

He said, and then he seriously blew her hair.

Even incidentally, he gave her scalp massage.

His hands that passed through her black hair brought her an unprecedented sense of comfort.

Jocelyn had a face of enjoyment.

Raising her eyes, in the mirror was Noah's gentle eyes.

He would only show it to her alone.

There was no aggression.

She stared at him for a while before she came back to her senses and started putting on her make-up.

Noah even tried to help her with her eyebrows.

She would never dare to expect that he could draw any good eyebrows.

Definitely did not want him to delay her time.

Although, it was really romantic for a husband to draw his wife's eyebrows.

But time was limited, this romance still had to wait.

But in order to avoid his displeasure, Jocelyn directly picked up a lipstick and put it in his hand, "You can help me draw lipstick, I'll do the eyebrows myself."

Lipstick is very simple.

A lot of men are live selling lipstick and applying lipstick.

She believed that putting on a lipstick was an easy thing for Noah.

"Okay." Noah gave the eyebrow pencil back to her.

Jocelyn immediately let out a long breath and began to quickly draw her eyebrows.

Noah, on the other hand, leaned his body against the dresser and opened her lipstick.

"This colour looks good?" Jocelyn asked.

"Isn't lipstick always this colour?"

"Actually, I really can't understand you girls, why you have to spend money and buy a bunch of the same things back."

To him the red of the lipstick is all pretty much the same.

"Of course it's not the same. every kind of red is different, like this one in your hand, it's orange red. this one is oxblood red, this one is grapefruit red... . this one is tomato red." Jocelyn said, and casually pointed to the other lipsticks on the lipstick rack next to her.

"They're all red anyway."

Jocelyn also didn't want to discuss any lipstick in depth with this man who didn't understand lipsticks.

She did not expect a straight man to understand lipstick’s color.

That might as well kill him.

"But let's buy as many as you like, as many as you want." He added.

That was more like it.

Jocelyn laughed, didn't answer the question, and seriously put on the orange eye shadow, the eyeliner, and the mascara.

Finally, she brushed highlighter onto her face, as well as blush and shadow.

After finishing everything, Jocelyn then turned her body sideways to Noah, "Okay, you help me put on my lipstick."

Noah slowly unscrewed the lipstick and carefully applied it for her.

The reason is that she did not face the mirror, she did not know how it would be like.

The movements of Noah were extremely serious, and she thought that it would be quite good.

However, when Noah told her that it was ready and she looked into the mirror, she was stunned.

So thickly, did he want her to go cannibalistic?

Seep orange red.

It's so deep it's a bit tomato red.

"Noah, do you want me to be a goblin?" Jocelyn complained.

With that, she was ready to wipe it with a tissue.

However, he once again turn her body around and said in her ears, "I'll help you."

His kiss fell.

Later, the colour really faded a lot.

Only, the lipstick, however, crossed the line.

She used the cotton swabbed to wipe the edges carefully before it looked better.

Her face in the mirror looked good because of the lipstick.

With the highlighter, it looked like a peach.

It made him want to take a bite.

"Honey, how about we stay home this afternoon?" He asked.

Jocelyn refused, "No, we have the final next Saturday. Do you want us to lose?"

Noah didn't say anything, pulled her into his arms and kissed her again.

She struggled, but to no avail.