Xiao Zhen sat on the sofa opposite her. His indifferent gaze landed on Yun Buyao's face and did not move away for a long time.
Feeling his gaze, Yun Buyao straightened her posture and leaned against the sofa. Then, she gently flipped her light green hair and curled her lips at Xiao Zhen. She said charmingly, "Why do you keep looking at me? Am I that good-looking?"
When the others heard this, they all looked at Xiao Zhen and realized that he was looking at Yun Buyao.
However, his expression was not the expression one should have when looking at beauty. Instead, he was expressionless.
Then, Xiao Zhen said softly, "Did you not rest well?"
Yun Buyao was stunned when she heard that. She immediately sat up straight in fear and quickly took the small mirror in her bag to look at herself carefully.
Seeing that she did not have smudged makeup, she heaved a sigh of relief. "You scared me. I thought my makeup was smudged!"
