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Lynnsey lowered her head, the exquisite curve of her chin perfectly illuminated in the light and shadow. She was wearing a snow-white shirt, with the buttons on the collar unbuttoned, exposing her slender collarbone and slightly undulating fair skin. Ray reluctantly averted his gaze. For the past twenty years, he had been content and uninterested, not even bothering to take a glance when a woman stripped n***d in front of him. But now, he actually had the absurd thought of stripping Lynnsey's clothes off... He prided himself as a gentleman, but at this moment, he realized that he was no different from a playboy like Felix Hoeber... It was just that in the past, he hadn't encountered any women who interested him... "I'll tie the apron for you." Ray took out an apron from the drawer