In the room, Tangyu and Gong Xinyue stood face to face, their eyes meeting, creating a somewhat awkward atmosphere.
Although Gong Xinyue's face was temporarily unsightly, her demeanor, especially the subtle fragrance emanating from her, was enchanting and aroused one's imagination. If one ignored the face, she was absolutely fairy-level temptation. Tangyu thought it would be such a pity not to cure this face; it was as if the heavens were envious of her beauty.
Therefore, no matter what, Tangyu had to cure this face and let her reveal her most beautiful side completely.
"Can we start?" Seeing that Tangyu had not taken any action for a while, Gong Xinyue asked.
Tangyu was brought back to his senses, nodding, "Yes, we can start. Uh, take off your clothes first." He coughed, "No, I'm wrong, the blemishes are on your face, no need to take off clothes."
