At the same time, Lin Lian stuck to the edge of the pool and brought the real makeup removal ball to Mu Qiu’s side.
"This is makeup removal oil."
He was soaking wet, water dripping from his hair, holding the ball up high and handing it to her.
Mu Qiu took it and glanced at it; it really was makeup removal oil.
She looked at him with a peculiar expression, then glanced at Xu Cheng who was being "tortured" by Guan Yu, and said, "The show has made you grow up."
Lin Lian propped himself up at the edge of the pool, sat up, wiped his face, and said, "Hurry up and exchange it, Sister Mu Qiu, the longer you wait, the more unpredictable things become."
She nodded and first called out to Cheng Zhirang.
"Brother Cheng."
Cheng Zhirang was attentive to her, nodded slightly before she could say much: "Go ahead."
Although this kind of conversation seemed meaningless, asking after made her feel at ease. Holding the ball high, she shouted at the camera, then ran down to exchange it.
After waiting for so long, her skin was going to wrinkle from the soak, finally, it’s time for makeup removal.
Sitting cross-legged under the camera, she dried her hands and face, rubbed the makeup removal oil hot between her hands, and smeared it on her face for massage.
Meanwhile, she could watch the ball-grabbing drama in the pool, cheering for those she supported.
"Go Brother Cheng!"
"Brother Huai is messing up!"
"Go Brother Cheng!"
"Li Yang, do you have any idea how heavy you are? Lin Lian is being squashed and he’s still growing taller!"
Shi Yuhuai was already annoyed by the couple, picked up a pink starfish toy from the pool and threw it to the edge, landing it in front of Mu Qiu.
"You’re so noisy."
"...You’re so childish, Brother Huai."
She finished washing her face, picked up the pink starfish, placed it on her palm with her turtle pig, and squeezed it.
"Turtle turtle!"
The starfish was just making usual toy sounds, nothing new.
"Can I take this toy?" she asked the director.
The director waved his hand, his expression like that of a millionaire indifferent to a ten-dollar item.
She cheerfully put away the two toys and rejoined the ball-grabbing contest.
Bai Shu had already fallen into the water, and now besides those taking a breather, everyone else was in the water. The real water ball-grabbing competition began.
The makeup removal ball she was eyeing was already in Cheng Zhirang’s hand, but it wasn’t stable yet; it hasn’t been raised to certify with the director when it ended up in Li Yang’s hand.
Struggling back and forth, finally, who would end up with the ball was uncertain.
After joining in, she didn’t clash directly with Shi Yuhuai and his team, but went straight to Shu Ran and her group.
Several female guests gathered, struggling for a transparent ball of unknown purpose, playing like seals at a gathering, pushing the ball around but never really holding it.
Guan Yu and Shu Ran were entangled, Jiang Zhufeng and Bai Shu were tangled too, kicking and pushing couldn’t separate them, a seemingly loving affair.
Only Chuchu finally seized an opportunity, benefiting as a fisherman, grabbed the ball, and smiled sweetly at her from the side.
Mu Qiu didn’t mind; personal temper is personal, games are games, she made a clear distinction.
"Come on, let us just follow the trend."
She jumped down, splashed around, landing on Chuchu, locking her neck with one hand while reaching for the ball with the other.
No matter how Chuchu kicked and pulled, she couldn’t break free, only stretching painfully long, handing the ball outward.
Just handed it to Shu Ran, who was choked by Guan Yu.
"Thank you so much, Chuchu, there are still kind people in this world."
Chuchu struggled harder: "No! It’s not for you, Sister Shu Ran! It’s for Sister Guan Yu! Sister Mu Qiu, let me go, my ball!"
This voice was sweet as syrup, even when speaking aggrieved, it carried a coquettish tone.
Mu Qiu thought, if she were a boy, she might fancy a girl like this. A honeyed voice calling her dear, melting half of her body.
But this didn’t stop her from continuing to grab the ball.
"Stop shouting, little cutie, even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come to save you."
She indulged her wicked pleasure, legs wrapped around Chuchu’s waist, flipping down, both sinking into the water.
Seeing her teammate in such a state, Guan Yu rushed to rescue, planting a fierce kiss on Shu Ran’s cheek, shocking her into changing her face before succeeding in snatching the ball, then swimming back to Chuchu.
Shu Ran was shocked and angry.
"...Guan Yu, are you crazy?! Did you leave lipstick on my face?!"
"It’s called a surprise attack! I did it to rescue, just think of it as a little sting from a honeybee!"
"This feels more like a scorpion sting!"
Guan Yu laughed foolishly holding the ball.
But the ball hadn’t been passed out yet when Bai Shu intercepted it.
Mu Qiu seized the right moment to help Bai Shu, and Guan Yu hurriedly pushed both of them.
For a moment, chaos ensued, screams and grinding teeth erupted, water splashed everywhere.
On the other side, it had unknowingly quieted down.
Li Yang hugged a ball, leaned against the pool, looked at the opposite side with surprise and confusion, and asked, "What are they fighting for? What’s so valuable?"
"Nothing," Shi Yuhuai pointed at a lonely ball pushed by the splashing water, "They’re just sparring."
Li Yang: "...What a terrific sparring without an object."
Zhang Li furrowed his eyebrows, confusion in his eyes: "Chuchu seems to be kicking our team members, Sister Guan Yu’s push wasn’t aimed at Sister Shu Ran, but Chuchu."
Lin Lian: "Lots of splashing water."
Xu Cheng: "So scary, I seem to see a layer of hair floating on the water surface."
Cheng Zhirang: "A pig floated over."
That pink turtle pig somehow fell from Mu Qiu’s body, bobbing along with their movements.
Cheng Zhirang reached out, scooped it up, and looked up at Mu Qiu again.
In this women’s brawl, she obviously showed good fighting capability, her long legs wrapped around Guan Yu’s waist, while one hand seized Shu Ran’s arm.
Her leg’s attack power was significant.
"Are we still grabbing?"
Li Yang leaned on the ball with his elbow, propped up by the ball’s buoyancy, tilted his head and asked the others.
Xu Cheng and Zhang Li looked hopefully at Cheng Zhirang.
He was the head, whether to pause and rest while watching the female guests battle was up to him.
Cheng Zhirang was still squeezing the turtle pig, the weird "turtle turtle" sound mixed with the conversation made it even strange.
He stared at the fierce group of women in the distance, thought for a moment, and asked, "Do you still want to fight?"
Li Yang and Shi Yuhuai had already removed makeup, Lin Lian also got lipstick, lacking competitive spirit, shook their heads slightly.
Xu Cheng was on Cheng Zhirang’s team, both held balls, Cheng Zhirang had two more in his arms, putting them in the winning group; fighting more made them the main attackers, not worth it.
So he shook his head as well.
Only Zhang Li was left, with a grim face saying, "Our team’s two girls are over there, and Sister Guan Yu hasn’t removed makeup, yet I only grabbed blush..."
Xu Cheng: "So do you want to fight?"
"Not really," he looked at the two balls in Cheng Zhirang’s arms, humbly asked, "Brother Cheng, how about we exchange a ball? I know you grabbed another makeup removal one, Sister Mu Qiu already removed makeup, your team doesn’t need it anymore."