Chapter 282: Sexy Young Man Fang Zhou?

In the spacious room, only Han Xi and Fang Zhou were present. Han Xi was busy with the camera, while Fang Zhou stood there like a statue.

Fang Zhou hadn’t moved for a while, feeling extremely flustered inside.

He had underestimated the situation, thinking it would just be a simple photo shoot where he could close his eyes and get it over with.

But now, seeing there was no one else in the room, it was clear Han Xi had decided to take the photos herself.

“Can I pick my own clothes?”

After pondering for a long time, Fang Zhou decided to take the initiative. Maybe, just maybe, he could choose something less embarrassing to wear.

Han Xi, having familiarized herself with the camera setup, turned to see Fang Zhou still standing there, asking if he could choose his own clothes.

She chuckled lightly, looking at him with a teasing glint in her eyes.

“You want to pick? Sure, but let’s do two sets.”

“One set chosen by you, and the other by me.”

Fang Zhou was at a loss for words. As expected, negotiating with Han Xi was pointless; she was too skilled.

She knew well that wasn’t what he meant. Now, he ended up not just paying a price but doubling it with another set of photos.

Fine, he could consider it a gift for her.

Fang Zhou nodded and went to the clothing rack to start selecting his outfit.

However, the more he looked, the more shocked he became. What were these?

Butler’s outfit, clubwear, golden mesh chest chain, and even a mermaid costume?

Fang Zhou glanced back at Han Xi in horror, not expecting her tastes to have become so heavy in just a few years!

He remembered that the aloof female CEO liked more refined things, like music, chess, calligraphy, and tea.

It’s not that a goddess couldn’t come down to earth, but these were a bit too grounded! Could he still leave now?

“Have you chosen?”

Han Xi raised her eyebrows, looking at Fang Zhou with laughter she could barely contain.

“No! I need more time!”

Fang Zhou immediately denied and turned back to seriously pick an outfit. No way, he had to find something decent among these.

After much deliberation, Fang Zhou finally found a somewhat normal outfit.

It was a shirt and trousers, at least covering him up tightly, not too revealing.

“This one will do.”

The room had an attached bathroom, so Fang Zhou took the clothes and went in to change.

However, once he put them on, he realized that sometimes being too covered wasn’t good either.

There wasn’t a mirror, but the tightness he felt around his waist, chest, and buttocks was enough to tell him things were not looking good.

Crap, would he end up being a sexy young man?

Like those male streamers on short video platforms, dressed properly yet looking almost naked!

It wasn’t the clothes’ fault. After all, the material and cut were top-notch, fitting so well that Fang Zhou suspected Han Xi had planned this, noting his measurements and having them custom-made.

“Fang Zhou? Are you done?”

Perhaps he had taken too long. Han Xi was already urging him.

Fang Zhou clenched his fists, giving himself a psychological pep talk.

Fine, at least he wasn’t naked. Every part was covered. He didn’t believe Han Xi could take any indecent photos!

“Coming.”

He pulled open the bathroom door, ready to face Han Xi’s gaze.

“Not bad.”

Han Xi’s eyes lit up, not expecting Fang Zhou to look so abstinent in these clothes.

He usually wore shirts, but they were typically plaid or loose solid colors, different from the tight fit he had now.

The former could effortlessly give off a youthful vibe, while the latter exuded a mature, abstinent husband aura, making one want to unbutton his shirt and do something naughty.

Han Xi’s direct stare made Fang Zhou feel as if he were naked, a strange sense of shame washing over him.

“Ahem, let’s get started then.”

The sooner it’s over, the sooner it’s done!

“Wait, you forgot two things.”

Han Xi, smiling, walked over to the props and pulled out two pieces of cloth.

On closer inspection, one was a tie, and the other a long black strip of cloth.

Fang Zhou was puzzled. He could understand the tie, given he was wearing a shirt, but what was the other one for?

Han Xi soon showed him through actions.

The tie wasn’t for his neck but for binding his hands.

The black ribbon, Han Xi smilingly tied around his eyes as she had him sit in a chair.

With his vision blocked, Fang Zhou finally understood Han Xi’s intentions.

It was all those seductive male streamers’ fault! They had influenced Han Xi too much!

‘Click! Click!’

Several shutter sounds made Fang Zhou more uneasy.

It was over. His reputation would be ruined.

Just as he was feeling anxious, Han Xi guided him to stand and slowly kneel down.

“Change your posture, straighten your back. Yes! Just like that! Don’t move!”

In the camera’s viewfinder, a man in a shirt and trousers appeared, his hands bound and his eyes covered. His well-built physique, outlined by the thin fabric, hinted at his muscles’ strength.

Even better was his face: sharp and chiseled, with an artistically sculpted jawline. The black ribbon over his eyes added a mysterious, untouchable allure, provoking an urge to uncover what lay beneath.

His current posture, kneeling with a straight back, accentuated his abs under the white shirt, looking both repentant and tantalizing, making women applaud in delight.

Han Xi felt her face heating up, her heart racing, and even found it hard to hold the camera steady.

‘Click!’

She steadied her restless heart, pressing the shutter several times to capture the moment.

“Is it done?”

Fang Zhou found the pose rather weird and couldn’t help but ask.

“Wait a bit longer.”

Han Xi moved behind him, taking several close-up shots.

She felt like a genius!

The sense of forbidden was incredible from this angle!

“Alright, these turned out amazing. Fang Zhou, you have a fantastic body! Let’s change to another pose.”

Han Xi, smiling, put down the camera and guided Fang Zhou into another position.

Initially, he felt like an emotionless robot, just cooperating with the owner’s performance. But Han Xi’s praise made him feel incredible.

“Alright!”

Han Xi chuckled to herself, thinking: As expected, men are just like children. A little praise, and they’re over the moon.