"Alright."
Xi Yemo was in high spirits, he posed on the couch. Even with such a simple pose, he exuded a fierce masculinity.
"Honey, can you change it up?" nervously asked the young woman. Mr. Xi was too bewitching. She worried that looking at him for too long would deter her from drawing.
Mr. Xi changed his pose again.
"Darling, can you soften it a bit?"
Even after watching him for a while, the young woman was still attracted to him.
"How should I soften?" Mr. Xi asked shamelessly.
"Less wild, more crazy."
Mr. Xi was already rather wild. The young woman wasn't sure how to express it, so she blurted it out.
Mr. Xi raised his eyebrows and shocked her by taking off his clothes, leaving only his briefs on.
His perfect form was breathtaking.
"Is this crazy enough?"
The young woman: "..."
"Honey, put it back on."
"Start drawing."
"Honey, please put your clothes back on."
"Start drawing."
"Honey..."
