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She rustled around her sleeves, but she was actually taking out a box of matte eyeshadow from her space, and some tools to disguise him.

When he saw her coming close with those things, Jin Yun held the silk bedsheet tight and squirmed backward. "What are you going to do?"

His beautiful eyes were big and wide. Even though he was twenty, thanks to his practice of dance, he looked more like a sixteen-year-old boy. His body was at the prime of his youth, and his skin was tender and soft.

Gong Yimo smiled. "Naturally, I am going to put on makeup for you. You don\'t want me to leave a few marks on you myself now, do you?"

Then, she pounced over and carefully began to draw on his body with a small brush.

There was not the slightest hint of desire in her eyes, only clarity. This allowed Jin Yun to breathe a sigh of relief, but he also felt a little disappointed.

He had an unforgettable face, whether its beholders be male or female, but Gong Yimo felt nothing. Jin Yun thought that she was probably just uninterested because she was still young…

But at this time, when Gong Yimo buried her head at her chest and began to draw, her serious appearance looked as if she was looking at a piece of art. Fortunately, she had a lot of tools at hand, nothing was a problem for her.

But this troubled Jin Yun.

That little brush was like a soft feather, brushing gently on his skin. And he just had to be a ticklish person. But he didn\'t dare to move because of how serious Gong Yimo was. He could only endure it. But when Gong Yimo accidentally touched him at a sensitive spot, he could not help but let out a sound, and he sucked in a breath of cold air.

That soft call seemed to have ignited something! it caused both of them to stop, and they were both looking at each other.

Jin Yun felt like his face was burning up! The one who made that noise wasn\'t him earlier, it wasn\'t, it wasn\'t!

While Gong Yimo waited for a while before she said, "If you want to make noise…just do it…"

Then, she continued to paint his skin with her brush. She said in a serious tone, "After all, there will definitely be a lot of noise when this guy is…showing his favor."

Then, she nodded as if she had been enlightened. "Go ahead and call out, it won\'t be good if you\'re silent when the others come."

How could he just do that?!!!

Jin Yun wanted to find a hole to crawl into. It was just an act, they didn\'t have to be that thorough, right?

But Gong Yimo insisted. "This won\'t do, you have to make noise! Sound a little more intense!"

Jin Yun felt like his lips had been glued together. Don\'t even talk about calling out, he didn\'t even dare to grunt!

But reality gave him a cruel hard slap. When Gong Yimo saw him staying silent, she gave his chest a vicious pinch. The feeling was so intense that it made Jin Yun scream. His voice was so pleasant that it made Gong Yimo\'s body shudder. This should be like what the people used to say in the legends about losing their souls to a voice, right?

She scratched her nose awkwardly and continued to draw.

Jin Yun\'s face had been flushed red, but now, even his body was red. But when he saw how calm Gong Yimo was, he was somewhat dissatisfied! Wasn\'t it just a yell or two? He had heard much of it in the brothel, did he have to be scared of a girl?

Thinking about it, he threw away his dignity and began to call out softly.

Instantly, it felt like the room was beginning to heat up. Under Jin Yun\'s occasionally low and occasionally high cries, Gong Yimo\'s hand was beginning to get shaky, and she had to wipe her sweat.

At this time, Jin Yun was lying on the bed and his body was dyed in a soft pink. His delicate face framed with his ink-black hair displayed a look that was pure yet enchanting.

As expected of world\'s no.1 beauty! He was so beautiful that he was practically breaking past the boundaries of gender!

Gong Yimo painted more and more ambiguous traces on him. Underneath the light, they looked just like they were real, and she was the aggressive one who put these on him. At this moment, the temperature of the bed began to rise again…

God help us.