Perfect Face

Feng Qing nodded. After looking at Boxing King Potian again, she left with the female attendants. The Divine's Light was equipped with a professional makeup styling team. On one hand, they served Di Qianmo, and on the other hand, they served the people from the Seven Stars Continent on the cruise ship, so they often earned a lot.

Feng Qing sat in front of the makeup mirror and let them style her long hair. Be it the stylist or the makeup artist, their hands were skilled and experienced. One look and one could tell that they were very professional. The makeup artist had just drawn Feng Qing's eyebrows when she couldn't help but praise, "Miss Feng, you're too beautiful. Other than the color of your eyebrows being slightly lighter, I can't bear to apply makeup anywhere else. I feel that no matter how good the makeup is, it will destroy your original beauty. Your face is simply too beautiful."