He knew Xie Jingbei was no good! He saw it the moment he met him today!
Wen Shuqiao took in his reaction, let out a slow sigh, and then said, "Just kidding."
Shen Jiazhou paused, still somewhat disbelieving: "He really didn't take his clothes off?"
“She took it off, but was wearing a vest.” Wen Shuqiao said, “How could she really be completely naked?”
Shen Jiazhou breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could fully relax, he heard Wen Shuqiao say, "The studio has quite a few models, and there are plenty of male models who can take their clothes off. Teacher Xie is the boss, so there's no need for him to take his clothes off."
Wen Shuqiao's tone held a hint of anticipation: "I heard they're all in pretty good shape. I hope we'll have a chance next time."
“I’m good at it too,” Shen Jiazhou said sullenly.
Wen Shuqiao nodded and said, "Okay, okay."
It sounds very perfunctory.
Shen Jiazhou placed his hand on the edge of the bathtub and turned slightly to look at Wen Shuqiao: "I've really practiced very well."
“I didn’t say you were bad.” Wen Shuqiao smiled at him, “Of course, President Shen is good in every way.”
Shen Jiazhou disliked Wen Shuqiao's coaxing tone. His gaze swept over her hand, which was also resting on the edge of the bathtub, with some water stains still on her fingers.
His eyes darkened, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Wen Shuqiao's wrist.
Before Wen Shuqiao could react, Shen Jiazhou had already grabbed her hand and placed it on his arm, feigning composure while blushing slightly: "Squeeze it, you've really practiced very well, I'm not lying to you."
Wen Shuqiao's hands were still wet, and now that they were resting on Shen Jiazhou's arm, the fabric of her clothes was soaked.
"My clothes are all wet," she said, trying to pull her hand back.
But Shen Jiazhou didn't know where he got the courage, he held her wrist and wouldn't let go.
Even though he was completely red-faced, he still said, "I'll change later, my muscles are better developed than theirs!"
Looking at him, Wen Shuqiao's smile deepened. Instead of pulling her hand back, she gently squeezed it as Shen Jiazhou had instructed.
Then I sensed that Shen Jiazhou had stiffened up, looking both cowardly and brave.
"President Shen, you've indeed practiced very well," Wen Shuqiao praised. "And then?"
Shen Jiazhou couldn't utter the words he wanted to say, but Wen Shuqiao wasn't in a hurry and just quietly watched him.
After watching for an unknown amount of time, Shen Jiazhou finally couldn't take it anymore. He let go of Wen Shuqiao's hand, stood up from the small stool, and hurriedly left the bathroom without saying a word.
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