Dong, dong.
The melancholy evening drum sounded in the distance.
The setting sun spilled into the immaculate living room. Xie Jinhuan sat on the floor beside a low table, drawing beauties on the paper before him. Though he used only plain ink outlines, his lines and style brimmed with tension, every stroke conveying ample fleshiness. Yet even doing his utmost, he could hardly capture a hundred percent of his two voluptuous wives' true allure.
Ye Yunchi had spent the whole day playing tunes. Now she lay on her side against a little pillow, naked except for a thin blanket draped over her waist, her milk melons generously on display. Her rosy cheeks still carried a hint of something left unsaid. She looked as though she wanted to discipline her husband for doing whatever he pleased, but he had just worked her heart to pieces, and she feared another punishment, so she merely posed obediently.
Nangong Ye had already recovered. Realizing he had utterly disgraced his immortal maiden image before Manor Lord Ye, he felt too ashamed to show his face. He therefore put on a displeased expression and gave Xie Jinhuan the back of his head. His rear view looked cold as an iceberg, but his full moons were also entirely in view.
Lying together, the two competed in beauty and allure, making a truly stunning sight. Had they not both been about to become mothers, Xie Jinhuan reckoned he would never have stopped. He finished the portrait, lifted it for a careful look, nodded in satisfaction, then gave Big Ice Lump another pat.
"Take a look. Do you like it?"
Smack~
Nangong Ye's shoulders flinched slightly, and he reluctantly glanced back.
"What are you drawing these for? What if someone sees them?"
Afraid of receiving the household punishment, Ye