Qin Mu's bedroom.
Two people sacrificing for art?
What nonsense, it's clearly the man's deliberate tease...
Mu Wan's heart was filled with disdain for Qin Mu.
Beast.
Mu Wan tried to withdraw her small hand, but it was held tightly in the palm of Qin Mu's hand.
"Hmm? Didn't you want me to be your model? Why not help me undress?"
Mu Wan: "..."
With a look of 'undress, undress', Mu Wan's face turned fiercely red, and she made several attempts to pull her hand from the man's large hand, but each time it was clutched tightly.
As long as Qin Mu didn't let go, she had no way to break free.
Mu Wan's face was now a shade of crimson, and she spoke softly.
"Um, Mom and Dad are waiting downstairs..."
"No worries... They will understand my sacrifice for art..."
Mu Wan: "..."
Beast.
Mu Wan wanted to say more but found herself tightly enfolded in Qin Mu's embrace, with the man's hold so firm it seemed he wished to absorb her into his arms.
