As he said that, Zhu Yun took a special look at the Yi Ji costume that Ah Rong threw on the stool aside last night.

Ah Rong followed Zhu Yun's gaze, and only then did he realize his current situation.

"Hmph! What's so interesting about this? Didn't you watch it all last night?"

Not only was Ah Rong not shy, but he straightened his chest even more.

"Hehe, your contrast is too great."

Zhu Yun shook his head, "You were so shy last night, but now you're so bold."

"Because I've already realized it!"

"Aware!"

Zhu Yun was puzzled.

"During my short career as a lady, I realized that the more reserved I was, the more limited my artistic style became.

And only by transcending reserve can my art reach a higher level."

With a smile on the corner of Arong's mouth, he said excitedly.

Hearing Arong's words, Zhu Yun's face immediately changed.

Seriously: "What are you talking about, Arong!"

The corners of Ah Rong's mouth were split open, he stepped on Zhu Yun's abdomen with one step, opened his hands and laughed wildly: "I'm not going to be a lady anymore, Zhu Yun!"

"Hehe, hahahaha!"

"You guy, have you heard what Dior said recently!"

Zhu Yun's serious face disappeared suddenly, and he said with a smile.

"Hey! It's just because I feel that Mr. Dior is very emotional when he tells this memory of himself, so I can't help but imitate it."

Ah Rong touched his head.

"Although I don't want to hurt you, Ah Rong, it seems that you have never been associated with a lady.

Now, it's just becoming more bold and unrestrained."

Zhu Yun said.

"Come on, come on, I know I'm not a lady anymore."

Ah Rong crossed his arms and put his feet on Zhu Yun's abdomen, and stepped on them lightly, "It's not so much about this, let's take a good look at my paintings."

"All right!"

Hearing Ah Rong's words, Zhu Yun got up slightly and looked at himself.

"!!"

Zhu Yun stared wide-eyed, looking at the painting covering his entire upper body, "What are you drawing, Arong!"

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"Hey, isn't it shocking!"

Arong said happily.

"Shock is shock, but you let me go out with such words"

Zhu Yun got up, pulled Arong into his arms, and rubbed her hair fiercely, "Even if it will be blocked by clothes, I'm still very awkward."

"Also, if my clothes are damaged during the battle, you will not be willing."

"Forehead!"

Hearing Zhu Yun's words, Ah Rong couldn't help being taken aback.

"what's wrong with you"

The movements of Zhu Yun and Arong woke up Robin who was sleeping very deeply.

"Hmm! Zhu Yun, what are you?"

Robin, who got up slowly, looked at Zhu Yun's painting that spread from his neck to his back, and couldn't help being stunned.

Zi Shibu at the side was already blushing because he saw the painting on Zhu Yun's body clearly.

"Hehe, it's Ah Rong, how did you expect you to have what happened last night tattooed on Zhu Yun's body in this way?"

Robin looked at Arong with a smile on his face.

"But the drawing is really good. The appearance and expression of the four of us are all drawn vividly. It seems that you observe very carefully."

"Thank you for being able to observe so carefully in such a situation."

Zhu Yun shook his head, held Arong under his arm with one hand, and stood on the ground.

"Robin, you guys rest for a while, I'll let Arong clean it up for me."

"Really, if the painting on my body is exposed to others during the battle, wouldn't I be at a loss?"

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