Wen Meimei was anxious and urged, "No, no, no, I need it now. Hurry up and put on your clothes. I want a photo so handsome it enrages both gods and mortals!!!"
Chengxun: Okay.
Meimei hooked her lips into a smile, thinking Qiao, the King of Hell, was such a big fool. He believed whatever she said, not even knowing if he were being sold.
After a few minutes, Qiao Chengxun finally sent a new photo.
Dizzying...
The man had only added a suit jacket over his torso, his lower half still as before. The suit jacket wasn't buttoned and was just casually left wide open, revealing a good portion of his chest muscles. It was precisely this alluring hint-and-reveal image that made it hard for one's thoughts not to wander.
Flushed, Wen Meimei accused, "You're seducing me!"
Chengxun: Let's go with this one.
His tone clearly indicated that he was very satisfied with the photo.
Such a narcissist!!!
Tempestuous Sister: Fine, then this is the one I'll take.