Chapter 532 Tragedy

In a room at the Celtic Hotel, Mrs. Ryde had already prepared her easel and paintbrushes.

Yang Yu picked up a paintbrush, about to start painting, when Mrs. Ryde suddenly exclaimed, "Wait."

Before Yang Yu could react, Mrs. Ryde had already stripped off her clothes, revealing her perfect figure to him entirely.

Even the steadfast Yang Yu couldn't help but have his heart race and his mouth go dry.

He truly hadn't expected that Mrs. Ryde wanted him to paint a boudoir portrait!

Seeing Yang Yu frozen in place with the brush in hand, Mrs. Ryde smiled knowingly, "Mr. Yang, hasn't your wife ever asked you to paint like this?"

"No," Yang Yu replied instinctively, then bit his tongue, trying to sober up, "Mrs. Ryde, are you sure you want it painted like this?"

"Otherwise?" Mrs. Ryde laughed, "If you don't paint, wouldn't I have undressed for nothing?"

Yang Yu: "..."

Ten minutes later, Yang Yu finally completed the portrait.