In the painting, there is an exceptionally tall woman, voluptuous and full-figured, with her undergarments half-worn, sitting on a throne, her eyes burning with a domineering aura that looks down upon the mortal world.
Beside her are two rows of unclothed women.
All these women are looking at her, their hands making obscene gestures, appearing quite intense.
At a glance, they all seem to be venting desire toward that impossibly tall woman, who allows them to indulge, her face icy cold.
In any case, this painting is vividly portrayed, exuding a certain sinister beauty.
To Duan Yun, it was even more alluring than the real woman bathing behind the screen.
This time, Ziyu was noticeably calmer than Duan Yun.
Being an experienced writer, she had imagined every scenario and described them all, so her threshold was a level higher than Duan Yun's.
Or rather, compared to her, an old hand, Duan Yun himself was much more sensitive.
