[ Shang Qinghua doesn't notice that smile. The toes take more concentration since the nails are smaller, so he spends the entire time with his gaze trained on them. It's a strange feeling to have to neither lean in close (thank you, enhanced cultivator eyesight!) nor concentrate to hold his arm steady (thank you, precision cultivator muscle control!) to do a much better job of this than would have been possible even with either or both of those in his previous life.
Finally he caps the nail polish and looks up, and that's when he finally notices. He finds a bit of heat rising in his face as his gaze flicks to those lips for an instant, but he tries to push that down and put on a natural smile in response. ]
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Finally he caps the nail polish and looks up, and that's when he finally notices. He finds a bit of heat rising in his face as his gaze flicks to those lips for an instant, but he tries to push that down and put on a natural smile in response. ]
How does that look?