"Let's ignore them. Luo Guang, come to my room. I want to show you my new work," Eriri said, leading Luo Guang to a second-floor bedroom.
Just as it had been on his previous visits, the room's decor was simple, with a few anime posters on the walls. On the desk near the bed, there was a computer and a tablet. A bookcase against the wall was filled with doujinshi and popular novels.
"Come on, Luo Guang, find a place to sit." Eriri said, then walked to her desk, unplugged the tablet, swiped on it for a bit, and handed it to Luo Guang. "Take a look! I'm very satisfied with this new work!"
"Let me see," Luo Guang replied, taking the tablet.
Eriri sat back down in her chair, watching Luo Guang's expression like a judge. Although this wasn't her primary goal for the visit, seeing Luo Guang so serious made her nervous. After all, this was a manga she had been working on for months, drawing inspiration from countless sources online.
As the stylus glided across the tablet screen, Eriri's anxiety grew. Finally, Luo Guang reached the "End." Eriri couldn't help but clench her fists. "...S-So, what do you think?"
"The plot has improved, and the meeting between the male and female leads is much more dramatic. But... when it comes to the explicit scenes, both the plot and the art lack tension and don't feel fresh."
Eriri was happy with Luo Guang's initial praise, but she was a little stunned by the rest of his critique. She knew these were issues she had, but she could only go so far with her art by just observing others. "I know, but... my imagination just isn't enough. Hey... Luo Guang, can you help me?" Her face flushed as she said this. "I mean... with a real-life reference. Only you can help me with this."
"I can. But how do you want me to help?" Luo Guang asked.
"You don't need to do anything special. Just be the photographer! I'm going to change!" Eriri walked to her closet and took out some outfits, or rather, pieces of fabric that could only be seen in drawings. Luo Guang understood immediately. So this was the real reason she had asked him to come over.
Luo Guang sat in the chair and watched Eriri's fashion show. Eriri had a great figure, and the specially chosen fabrics fit her perfectly. So even with a modest bust, she still managed to be enchanting. Her slender body was graceful, without an ounce of excess fat. She wasn't too thin either, like a delicate porcelain doll without a single flaw.
Eriri was nervous, but she couldn't bring herself to take the final step. She grew more and more anxious, as she was about to put on the last outfit. She also complained to herself about Luo Guang. Normally, wouldn't the man be more proactive in a situation like this?
"Stop. This one's perfect," Luo Guang said, a satisfied expression on his face. The thin ribbons gently caressed her skin, as light and elegant as a sunbeam. The delicate fabric hugged her body, showing off her curves. A deep cleavage was hinted at beneath the thin skirt.
At his words, Eriri's body stiffened. So you were just picking the right outfit the whole time? But now that she had come this far, Eriri wanted to back out. However, when she looked at Luo Guang's face, her body started to move on its own.
Click.
As Eriri's mind went hazy, the ajar bedroom door gently closed. Sayuri, who had been watching, covered her mouth, a look of relief on her face. Her repeated lessons to Eriri hadn't been in vain; they were finally paying off.
Luo Guang didn't leave until evening. On his way out, he ran into Sayuri, who was "just getting back from shopping." The beautiful woman insisted that Luo Guang stay, but he said he had things to do the next day and had to leave.
After seeing Luo Guang off, Sayuri rushed to her daughter's bedroom. She was shocked when she saw her daughter lying on the bed, wrapped up like a zongzi. After all, when Luo Guang was a child, he had come to her house to play, and she had been lucky enough to see "that" a few times. Even as a child, its size was comparable to an adult's. Now, after all these years, it must have grown even more powerful. And her own daughter had a delicate body that couldn't handle too much rough play.
But soon, she saw that Eriri's eyes were open and looking at her. Sayuri's worries immediately vanished. "How was it?"
Eriri's cheeks were flushed. "How was what? We... we didn't do anything!"