In the makeup room, Jiang Yan sneezed three times in a row.
"Damn it, who's cursing me?"
It must be that stinky girl Jiang Li talking behind his back again!
The stylist next to him, however, smiled and said, "It must be too cold in here, Teacher Jiang; Xiao Qian, go turn up the heater."
After the air conditioning was raised a few degrees, the room immediately felt warmer.
Jiang Yan was satisfied and swiftly stripped off his jacket.
Even the stylist, who had years of professional experience, couldn't help but blush at the sight of his physique.
Jiang Yan's skin had taken on a wheatish tan from being out in the sun on the island, and his muscle definition had become fine and toned due to regular exercise and nutrition.
His pectorals were large and muscular, gently rising and falling with his breath.
The lines of his abdominals extended all the way down to that unspeakable forbidden area.
The staff by his side only dared to glance before their faces turned crimson.
