"You're handsome. Beautiful. Like David." The statue, of course, but he wasn't sure if someone like that would know the reference. He cocked his head to the side and looked at his naked torso, his strong arms and thighs. God, his cock, even that looked beautiful. He knew he wasn't anywhere close to Xue Yang's physique but he hoped that was part of the appeal for Xue Yang.

"Can I touch, daddy?" Meng Yao came closer but he didn't act without permission - he was being a good boy, after all. His eyes flicked over to where the gun was sitting, his heart racing a little. His daddy was a real bad boy.