Magnate Tycoon: How Did Simply Enjoying Life Make Me a Male God?-Chapter 570 - 401: Underwater Photography

Shi Yang was very close to Li Jing, half squatting in front of him, her left hand gently holding Li Jing's shoulder to adjust the angle, while her right hand flexibly sketched various symbols and patterns on his upper body.

Li Jing looked at her exquisite face and couldn't help but appreciate it carefully.

Shi Yang's features were indeed exceptionally delicate, her long, dark eyelashes fluttering gently like a doll's with each blink.

Coupled with her typical East Asian beauty, her brows and eyes were like a painting, her nose high and straight, even from such a close view, Li Jing couldn't see a single flaw, making her particularly captivating.

Moreover, Shi Yang had dressed up carefully today, wearing a black camisole that barely hung on her shoulders.

From Li Jing's perspective, he could just see the faint glimpse of white at the neckline and the perfect curves she exhibited by bending forward.

The warm yellow light spilled over her, bathing her in a hazy glow, making Li Jing suddenly feel that this job wasn't so bad after all.

Meanwhile, Shi Yang was completely immersed in the task of applying makeup to Li Jing, not noticing his gaze roving freely over her body.

On the contrary, her ears curiously reddened when the brush swept across Li Jing's firm chest and defined abs.

She pressed her lips together, not daring to meet Li Jing's eyes, afraid that he would see her unease.

This was her first time painting on a man's bare torso, especially on Li Jing with whom she'd had intimate relations before.

Feeling Li Jing's powerful physique, Shi Yang secretly complained in her heart: This guy is annoying, but his body is indeed nice.

Why is it that all the big bosses my parents know have pot bellies, yet Li Jing's body is better than that of a model?

How does he manage both his career and his physique?

As Shi Yang thought about this, her hands inadvertently became a bit distracted, and suddenly her face changed, "Ouch," because the brush accidentally strayed a bit.

She hurriedly raised her head to explain, but before she could speak, she saw Li Jing's gaze fixed directly on her body, his scorching eyes seemed to burn holes into her skin.

Seeing this, Shi Yang immediately became angry and embarrassed, her white cheeks flushed red, she hurriedly crossed her arms to cover her chest, her voice both shy and angry: "Why are you peeking at me?"

Li Jing looked at her flustered appearance and couldn't help but laugh: "You're the one who asked me to take off my clothes and paint on me, how is it that I'm the one peeking at you? You're not even undressed."

These words momentarily left Shi Yang speechless, thinking carefully it seemed to be true.

But recalling Li Jing's unabashed scrutiny just now, she still blushed and argued: "You were clearly peeking, and you won't admit it. I'm working, you're the one peeking!"

"I'm a model cooperating with the work, you're right in front of me, should I close my eyes?"

Li Jing raised an eyebrow helplessly: "Besides, looking wouldn't cost you a thing. You're dressed, it's not like you're exposed, what's there to be afraid of?"

Shi Yang bit her lip, stubbornly turning her head: "Anyway, you're not allowed to look!"

"Isn't this a bit of a double standard?"

Li Jing saw she couldn't out-argue him and continued: "I took off my clothes for you to paint on me, but you can't even take a look?"

These words finally made Shi Yang realize she seemed to be at a disadvantage in her reasoning, she glared at Li Jing fiercely, gritting her teeth:

"Fine. You really are a lecher! But let me say this first, you can look, but don't get handsy!"

Upon hearing this, Li Jing raised his eyebrows, unexpectedly the other party agreed, making him feel she was indeed too naive.

She was probably sheltered too well at home, not having encountered real risks.

As Shi Yang picked up the brush again, her hand unconsciously trembled slightly.

The more she reminded herself to focus, the more she felt Li Jing's gaze lingering on her, even her usual fluid strokes became stiff.

But as she painted, she suddenly remembered her efforts in dressing up for the shoot today—her curled hair, matching jewelry, and the specially chosen camisole dress...

If Li Jing didn't look, wouldn't all this effort be wasted?

Thinking this, Shi Yang's tense shoulders gradually relaxed.

She unconsciously straightened her back, intentionally allowing her neck and collarbone to appear more elegant under the light, her front subtly swaying with her movements.

Li Jing took in all these subtle emotional changes, feeling amused and helpless.

He had to admit, such a strikingly beautiful and perfect woman like Shi Yang, even if he watched her all day, he would never grow tired.

Shi Yang attentively dipped the makeup brush in gold powder, carefully inscribing symbols on Li Jing's chest, the tip lightly sliding over his skin.

She inadvertently raised her eyes only to find Li Jing's gaze still fixated directly on her body, the intensity making her ears instantly blush.

"I've been painting for so long, haven't you had enough?"

Shi Yang, a bit angrily, lightly tapped the makeup brush against the palette beside her, producing a crisp sound.

Her voice carried a hint of shy annoyance as she grabbed the tissue nearby, vigorously wiping the gold powder off her fingers.

Li Jing's lips curved slightly, a faint smile playing on his face: "I think it's not that I haven't had enough looking, but you haven't had enough painting on me."

At these words, Shi Yang's ears reddened, hurriedly turning her head, "I don't want to paint you! Hurry to the next step, don't waste time."