If it were a greasy old man or an ugly young man who said this, Chen Yao would probably refuse immediately, perhaps even turning around and walking away.
But it was Li Shi standing right in front of her.
The atmosphere had been building up to this point, and he spoke with such ease and calmness.
Staring at Li Shi, whose face she found more and more attractive, Chen Yao thought to herself, he made this weird request probably for the sake of his creation, not because he wanted to take advantage of her. She had heard before that these artistic types sometimes had strange quirks.
Since she had encountered him, Chen Yao had found this handsome and affluent young man to be quite serious. The other night when he got a massage, she had planned to arrange special services for him, but Li Shi had promptly and resolutely declined, unlike Lu Cong Wei who seemed regretful about it.
"Alright."
After all, it's just touching her face, it's not like...
Upon hearing this, Li Shi blinked.
