Li Hongyuan had already changed out of his wedding attire and was now donning a narrow-waist, arrow-sleeved robe.
This was Jiang Ning's first encounter with such attire; her movements were not particularly adept, but Li Hongyuan was currently out cold, oblivious to whatsoever she was doing to him.
She stripped the robe off him, discarding it onto the floor, removed his undershirt, and yanked off the crown from his head.
Finally, all that remained was his innermost garment.
Jiang Ning proceeded without pause, removing his upper garment as well.
His physique was... quite desirable, indeed.
Broad shoulders, and particularly his waistline...
Such a shame that he's an awful person. No matter how pleasing the package, it wouldn't attract her.
Jiang Ning's gaze landed on his trousers, and for the first time, she found herself in a quandary.
Should I take them off?
If she took them off, wouldn't she be searing her own eyes?
If she didn't, it'd scarcely be believable.
