Aside from the sausages, there were a few boxes of thick yogurt, a nose clip used for swimming, and… a white blindfold.
A collection of very strange props.
She wasn't entirely sure what the other things were for, but the moment she saw that blindfold, a rush of heat surged straight to her face, painting her porcelain skin in a deep, captivating crimson.
It was a pure white lace blindfold with delicate scalloped edges. The lace material was fine, and right in the center, it was adorned with a tiny pearl—looking both innocent and somehow inexplicably provocative.
A scene from a TV drama she'd seen recently flashed through her mind. The female supporting character had been blindfolded with something similar, her hands tied, lying on a bed covered in rose petals, only to be handed over by the man she loved to some greasy high-ranking official...
The way that scene had been shot was extremely suggestive, enough to make anyone's heart race. In an instant, she uncontrollably projected herself into that character's role, as if Lin Feng might pounce at any second and bully her just like in the show.
"What… what is that blindfold for?" Tang Tang's voice trembled as she asked nervously.
"For the shoot, obviously."
Lin Feng's expression remained perfectly professional as he answered.
"We're shooting a food commercial. You're very beautiful—so much so that you'll distract the customers from the food itself. You need to wear the blindfold so they focus on the product. Plus, it's to protect your portrait rights. Since this is a free shoot and you're not getting a dime, I can't exactly have you showing your whole face, right?"
He had predicted she'd ask this, so he had his "perfect explanation" ready to go.
"Oh…" The explanation sounded logical enough. Tang Tang breathed a small sigh of relief, but her eyes then landed on another weird prop. "Then… what about the nose clip?"
"Why are you so nosy?"
Lin Feng feigned impatience and checked the time.
"I've got things to do this afternoon, so let's hurry up and finish. If we don't wrap this up today, you'll have to come back in a few days. Actually, I have an innerwear ad on my desk right now; I think your figure would be perfect for it!"
As he spoke, his gaze became predatory, shamelessly roaming up and down the elegant curves wrapped in her cheongsam.
The pale green fabric was tight, perfectly highlighting the contours of her chest. While they weren't exactly "massive," the curve was just right—full, perky, and brimming with youthful elasticity.
His eyes slid down, passing over her tiny, "hand-span" waist. The cheongsam was snatched tight there, tracing a breathtaking line that felt like it would fit perfectly in one's grip.
Further down, his gaze lingered on her lush hips encased in the hem of the dress. With her nervous shifting, the curves tightened, creating a rounded, uplifted arc that stood in stark contrast to her slim waist—the ultimate temptation of a mature woman.
Finally, his eyes landed on the slit of the dress, revealing glimpses of her milky-white thighs. The slit reached mid-thigh, and with her slight movements, the smooth, delicate skin teased the imagination.
This gaze felt like an invisible hand stroking over her most sensitive, proudest parts, giving Tang Tang goosebumps all over.
"I'll do it! I'll do the shoot! Let's just stick to this one!" Tang Tang shuddered under his stare, instinctively crossing her arms over her chest, terrified he actually meant the innerwear ad. If it came to that, she'd rather just die!
"Sit on the floor. Put the blindfold and nose clip on!" Lin Feng commanded in a voice that left no room for argument.
"Fine!" Tang Tang nodded. Since things had reached this point, she just wanted to get the "job" over with as fast as possible.
She obediently sat down on the rug. The fabric of the cheongsam was so tight it restricted her movement, forcing her to keep her legs pressed together and tilted elegantly to one side. She kept her upper body straight in a poised yet stiff side-sitting position, her hands resting anxiously on her knees.
Lin Feng walked over, looking down at her from his height. He reached out, measuring the air around Tang Tang's mouth, then compared it to the height of his own lower abdomen.
He frowned.
"A bit high. Could you go a little lower, please?" Lin Feng said.
"What?!" Tang Tang snapped her head up. Lin Feng was standing right in front of her, and the height he was measuring was exactly level with her mouth—and his zipper!
What is he doing?!
A terrifying thought bolted through her mind. Was the whole "tasting sausages" thing a lie? Was he actually planning to... make her eat the real sausage?!
At the thought, a wave of unprecedented fear washed over her, and her body began to tremble.
"I said lower, like this!" Lin Feng seemed oblivious to her terror. As he spoke, he reached out and gently pressed his hands against both sides of her head.
He felt the warmth and softness of her skin; her hair was silky and smelled faintly of fresh shampoo. The sensation was so good it made his heart skip a beat.
With a slight bit of pressure, he tilted her head back, forcing her small face to look straight up at him. Her clear, panicked eyes locked onto his downward stare.
This position… it looked like she had completely surrendered, ready to serve him with that cherry-red mouth.
That pure, classically beautiful face was laid bare before him. She looked as innocent as a budding white lotus, yet the slight tilt of her eyes and her full, beaded lips carried an unspeakable sultry undertone. It wasn't a "trashy" vibe or a forced seduction; it was something innate, something etched into her very bones.
Purity and sex appeal—two extreme contradictions—achieved a perfect balance on her face.
Just looking at her from this angle made Lin Feng's body stiffen, a surge of heat rising uncontrollably from his gut. That mouth, that face… if this were the real deal, just a taste would be enough to send his soul out of his body.
"What... what are you actually doing!?" Tang Tang questioned nervously, a tiny tremble in her voice.
Luckily, the room had a built-in "alertness reduction" effect. If they were outside, her level of panic would have had her slapping him and running away long ago.
"I'm shooting a commercial for 'consumable goods,' obviously. Didn't I tell you?" Lin Feng said as he reached down toward his pants.