Chapter 135: Borrowed Lipstick

He stepped in front of the mirror and took off the glasses that usually gave his face an ascetic feel.

These glasses look fine when worn, but they don't photograph well.

His gray bangs were tossed about by his hand; no matter if they were center-parted or swept sideways, he just couldn't find them pleasing, and after finally managing a hairstyle that looked somewhat okay, his pallid lip color plunged him into anxiety.

"Lin Zhi Jing, are you done yet?" Ye Xi'an wanted to ease Lin Zhi Jing's tension: "You're already handsome enough as is; you'll definitely look good on camera."

Lin Zhi Jing swallowed, hesitating before asking Ye Xi'an: "Honey, do you have lipstick?"

"Uh, no. Your lip color is already so nice; you don't need lipstick."

Ye Xi'an spoke the truth, but Lin Zhi Jing felt Ye Xi'an's standards were too low for him; otherwise, why would she accept Yi Yang and his gang?

But he couldn't hold himself to such low standards: "Honey, wait for me a moment."

Saying that, Lin Zhi Jing flung the door open and stepped out, quickly explaining his purpose to the few people outside: "Do you have lipstick?"

"Huh?" Bao Jing thought he'd misheard: "You wouldn't be wanting to put on lipstick, would you?"

"Is there a problem?"

On Zhu Shen Xing, males wearing makeup is mainstream; if one's looks aren't enough, they use makeup to compensate, but if one's looks reach Lin Zhi Jing's level, they usually choose to go au naturel, as natural beauty more easily attracts females' attention.

Ji Jiangci shook his head: "We don't have lipstick, but I can go borrow one for you; just wait a moment."

Ji Jiangci always acts efficiently; he grabbed a passing male and asked: "Excuse me, do you have lipstick?"

The male was first startled by being grabbed, feeling confused, but as soon as he made out the appearances of Ji Jiangci and company, he instantly put on a wary expression; he glanced back at the female he was to register marriage with today, who was currently sizing up the few people before her, her eyes flashing with an inscrutable light.

But that look is easy to understand: simply put, "the grass is always greener on the other side."

The male's face instantly darkened; he deliberately stepped between the female and Ji Jiangci's group, speaking with malice: "Why borrow lipstick? Trying to seduce the female?"

Yi Yang is naturally simple-minded but has a short temper; hearing the male's deliberate insult, he immediately lunged forward and grabbed the other's collar: "How dare you speak like that! Do you have any decency?"

Yi Yang's large build made hoisting the guy feel like lifting a chick; this manner and aura would lead those unfamiliar with him to think he must be a high-ranking beastman.

After all, low-ranking beastmen at the marriage registration center are basically worse than dogs; they certainly wouldn't be so arrogant.

The male felt apprehensive, thinking that as he was only ability level three, he wouldn't provoke any high-level ability users, right?

But considering the female was still behind him, he could even sense her gaze upon his back, a measuring look; if he backed down now, he could forget about getting married.

Thus he stiffened his neck and shoved Yi Yang, not expecting that a single push would shove him away.

The male thought the other hadn't wanted to contend with him, so he gave way under the force, never imagining that Yi Yang's rank was low and his strength inferior to his own.

The male's tone softened a bit: "If you're not trying to lure the female, then don't just randomly pull people here."

This is also an unspoken rule at the marriage registration center: the males who come here are all intending to marry, but there are too many outstanding males, so females easily take a liking to others' mates; thus, over time, people formed a tacit agreement not to casually disturb others' females, and preferably not to reveal one's own face.

But Ji Jiangci's group and Ye Xi'an were matched by the system automatically, so they knew nothing of these customs, and Lin Zhi Jing, being obsessed with experiments, was even less likely to know these ins and outs.