Jin Feifan's lips twitched, unable to find the right words to respond.
She had been found out...
What would her roommate think? Would she feel unwelcome here?
Qiao Sang observed Jin Feifan for a moment and then said earnestly, “I see; you have slightly drooping eyebrows that give off a melancholic vibe. Just trim the ends to make them arch upwards, and you'll look great.”
“Really?” Jin Feifan blinked in surprise, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Absolutely,” Qiao Sang smiled. “But since we’re just in the first year of high school, it might be a bit early to worry about makeup. You look good as you are; you have your own unique style.”
Her roommate reminded Qiao Sang of her contract beast, both having timid personalities.
While they spoke, Qiao Sang glanced into the two adjoining bedrooms, noting that one was already set up.
“If you want to sleep in that room, I can move my things out,” Jin Feifan rushed to say when she noticed Qiao Sang looking toward her room.
“No need, I’m fine with either room,” Qiao Sang replied.
The two rooms were identical, each with a bed, a table, a cabinet, and a window.