Yes, Lady Funina!

Too little.

There's not enough fabric.

The upper body is okay, but the lower body is the problem. It's impossible to block it, it's completely impossible to block it.

Despite having a private flat chest, Funina's figure is still quite good. Apart from her slightly disappointing bust, the rest of her body is perfectly proportioned, especially her pert buttocks, which have a very attractive curve.

This kind of curve is not the kind of exaggerated beauty with a prominent bust and hips, but rather a delicate beauty like that of a demure young lady.

In summary, there are no numerical values, only mechanics.

Moreover, not only does she have a perky butt, but Fu Ningna's body proportions are also very harmonious. To judge whether a person has long legs, you don't actually look at how long their legs are, but rather at the ratio of their leg length to their height.

Fu Ningna has excellent proportions, which can be described as the golden ratio. Therefore, overall, Fu Ningna has a pair of long legs that most women would envy.

Unlike Clarinde's plump and rounded thighs, Funina's legs are slender, the kind that would be too thick if added more, and too thin if subtracted, beautifully proportioned.

It's the kind of beautiful leg that you could admire for years without any accessories.

Fu Ningna is best suited to bare legs. It's not that white stockings are bad, nor that black stockings are no good. What's desirable is this kind of pure, natural beauty without any embellishment.

Add to that a pair of delicate, jade-like feet... and you can only describe her in two words.

"state banquet"

"Isn't this a bit too short?" Funina turned her body to the side with some distress, trying to stretch the cloth out with her hands, but if she covered one side, the other side would be exposed. The best situation was to not touch anything at all, so that the parts that should be covered would be covered and it wouldn't fail the censorship.

This control over the amount of fabric is just like Fulina's legs—exquisite to the extreme.

Is this the skill of a top fashion designer?

Otherwise, how could someone be a master? They must have real skills.

"How about trying another one?" Funina had picked out three styles initially, but since this one wasn't quite right, she decided to look at the other two.

However, the reason why Funina chose the swimsuit she was wearing at first glance was because it had more fabric than the other two. In other words, among the three swimsuits, the one Funina was wearing was the most conservative.

Upon realizing this, Funina felt a bit numb. Wait, this isn't what I saw in the design drawings!

When Funina recalled the design sketches Chiori had hand-drawn, she noticed the fitting effect. Perhaps because of the hand-drawn figures, Funina didn't find it too revealing and found it acceptable.

But when she actually put it on, Funina realized how wrong she had been.

This is practically the least amount of fabric in the swimsuit she's ever worn (of course, she's basically never worn any swimsuits).

If it were just Clarinde, it wouldn't be so bad, since they're all women and good friends, so there wouldn't be any problem. But the key issue is that Richard is waiting outside the door.

Should I really go out dressed like this?

Fu Ningna remembered the swimsuit she had bought before, and quickly moved to the wardrobe with her legs together to start rummaging through the drawers.

After some searching, I finally found the swimsuit hidden at the very bottom, gathering dust. How should I put it?

It's conservative, but... it's too mediocre.

After seeing the swimsuits designed by Chiori, Funina realized that the swimsuits she had bought before were not exactly outdated in terms of aesthetics, but rather rather plain and unremarkable.

As a swimsuit, it's definitely functional, but as a photo shoot outfit... well, that's a bit of a stretch.

It's not even passable.

"Sigh, I'll just wear this one." Funina put the old swimsuit back at the bottom of the closet to gather dust, and then returned to the full-length mirror.

He kept turning around to look around, walking from far to near and from near to far, and even boldly stopped keeping his legs together and started walking.

It's finally confirmed that there won't be any wardrobe malfunctions.

Good news, you won't be exposed.

The bad news is, there's not much light left to travel.

After all, if we go any further, it really won't pass the review.

Ultimately, Chiori is a proper fashion designer, and she generally wouldn't get involved in the production of clothes that wouldn't pass censorship.

Unless you add money.

After some mental preparation, Funina put on a coat and walked out of the bedroom in light blue couple slippers.

Richard was adjusting the phonograph when he heard footsteps behind him. He looked up and saw Funina coming out of the bedroom.

Good heavens, you wouldn't believe it until you see it! Richard almost had his eyes glued to Funina.

If Funina had come out in a swimsuit, even if it was revealing, Richard wouldn't have thought anything of it.

But the brilliance lies in the fact that Funina wore a coat, which was quite large and just covered her hips and below.

From a visual perspective, it's easy to see that Funina is wearing nothing but this coat.

It's that feeling where even if your rational mind tells you she's definitely wearing clothes, your brain keeps telling you: No, she's not wearing clothes, she's not wearing clothes...

How could a virgin possibly stand this?

Fortunately, Richard was no ordinary person. He calmly picked up the camera and recorded this precious image.

"What...what are you doing?" Funina blushed, helplessly clutching the hem of her clothes with both hands, not understanding why Richard was filming her at this time, since she hadn't even taken her clothes off yet.

You don't understand, what I want is Afan... cough, what I want is this feeling of wanting to refuse but being shy, half-concealed and half-revealed, full of imagination.

Richard had a premonition that this photo he had taken might be the most outstanding one in the photo album taken today. He would probably be able to take photos that could be compared to it later, but he was certain that none of them could surpass it.

Richard would call it the ceiling of pure desire.

"Weren't we supposed to be shooting in swimsuits? Why are you wearing a jacket?" Richard asked.

"Can't I... I'm cold?" Funina retorted stubbornly. The Mo Mang Palace has a special temperature regulation system that keeps the temperature constant all year round, aiming to make it comfortable and pleasant.

Let alone wearing a swimsuit, I wouldn't have any problem even if I were naked!

Upon seeing Richard's ambiguous smile, Funina couldn't hold back any longer. She deliberately looked around, trying to change the subject, and asked, "Where's Clorinde? Why isn't she here yet?"

"They should be here soon, right? Let's take a couple of warm-up photos before she arrives."

Is there such a thing as a warm-up for this kind of thing?

Hmm... why isn't it there?

I haven't taken photos in a long time, so I'll take a couple to get back into the swing of things. Can't this be considered a warm-up?

Following Richard to the poolside, in preparation for today's filming, Fu Ningna specifically instructed the staff to fill the pool with water.

Even without Funina's instructions, the water in the pool was changed all the time.

Don't ask if it's wasteful; the answer is that the energy is abundant and can't be used up at all.

Once she reached the poolside, Funina no longer had any reason to keep wearing her coat.

After all, theoretically speaking, it was Fulina who 'voluntarily' suggested that Richard help with the photoshoot. Although the theme wasn't originally swimwear, well... since they were already here and had bought swimsuits, they couldn't very well finish the photoshoot wearing their jackets, could they?

Although Funin looks good in the coat, it doesn't match the swimsuit theme at all, which feels a bit like a bait and switch.

Most importantly, Funina was worried that Richard would misunderstand and think she was teasing him. If Richard really misunderstood, Funina would really lose her little pearl.

After a long internal struggle, Funina finally decided to take her clothes off!

It's just a swimsuit. I've worn it before, although I always tried it on in private without anyone watching. But... there's always a first time.

Why couldn't her first time be with Richard?

After all, Richard wasn't exactly an outsider. She'd already worn the ring and signed the contract. You could say Richard was the closest person to Funina in the world. What was wrong with showing him her swimsuit?

Let him see, let him see!

However, when it came to actually taking off her coat, Funina couldn't help but feel a little shy. And the most important thing wasn't shyness, but rather that Richard, when he saw Funina preparing to take off her coat, actually suggested that Funina take her time.

Its main focus is on torture.

Funina was already shy about taking off her coat and was thinking of getting it over with quickly, but Richard said that taking it off slowly would make the filming easier and more sensual, and he was actually going to give her a slow and gentle approach.

It definitely felt better; I felt so embarrassed I wanted to die by the pool.

Because of excessive shyness, her snow-white feet, which were stepping on the tiles by the pool, were tightly arched. The faint blue veins on them became clearly visible due to the excessive force, making the white and green combination even more appetizing.

The ordeal didn't stop because of Fu Ningna's embarrassment. At the photographer Li's request, model Fu Ningna had to slowly unbutton her coat and peel off the skin bit by bit, like peeling an orange, to reveal the tender flesh inside.

During this time, all that could be heard was the continuous clicking of the shutter of Richard's phonograph.

Fortunately, the phonograph machine in Fontaine has been updated and is no longer the old-fashioned kind that could only take one picture at a time and required replacing the photo afterward.

The latest camera not only supports continuous shooting, but also boasts a significant leap in image clarity, much like upgrading directly from 1080P to 4K ultra-high definition.

Although the difference may not seem significant at first glance, closer inspection reveals that the photo presents far more detail, even down to individual strands of Funina's hair, as if the real person had been frozen in time in the photograph.

It's Fontaine Technology!

Finally, with the sound of Richard's shutter clicking, Funina finally took off her coat. The moment the coat was completely off her body, Funina felt as if she had unloaded some kind of burden.

For a moment, she didn't even feel so shy about showing her swimsuit to Richard without any reservations.

The slow process of taking off her coat was so agonizing that it completely exhausted all of Funina's shyness for the day.

To put it simply, it's numb.

"I should have just come out without a coat," Funina thought listlessly.

Richard, standing to the side, was oblivious to Funina's utter despair. He was completely absorbed in his own artistic world, feeling that every photograph he took could be used as wallpaper.

These are private photos that are not sold to the public. If such photos were to enter the market, it is estimated that the entire Fontaine and even the whole of Teyvat would be in an uproar.

So passionate!

Of course, Richard would never put such a delicacy on the market. He even decided to keep the original photograph himself. If Funina wanted to see it, she could come to him.

As for taking it? No, that's too dangerous.

What if it flows into the market like before? Wouldn't we suffer huge losses?

Although Richard is very generous in many things, he always prefers to keep things to himself in this particular situation.

He has already sentenced the phonograph in his hands to death; today is its first and last day of service.

After taking photos of Furnessa and Claurind today and developing the pictures, Richard will humanely destroy the phonograph.

For no other reason than that Richard had heard that some phonographs could restore photos even after they had been developed. He knew this was nonsense, but one can never be too careful.

It's just a phonograph machine; destroying it is fine. Consider it money spent for peace of mind.

Photograph machine: You think you're so great, you're so arrogant!

Unfortunately, the phonograph was unaware of its own existence. Even knowing that it would be discarded like a hunting dog after the rabbit is caught, it still worked diligently for Richard.

He was determined to give Richard and the others his last dance.

Its warmth made me cry.

Just as Richard was preparing to move on to the next phase of filming, Claudia finally arrived.

When Frynn saw Clorind, she was practically in tears. "You've finally come! If you had come earlier... never mind."

Furina thought about it. If Clorinde had arrived earlier, having another person beside her watching her take off her coat made her want to jump into the pool and sink to the bottom immediately.

"You've already started?" Clorind thought she had arrived early.

After all, Mo Mang Palace doesn't start work until nine o'clock. She left home at nine o'clock, and bought some snacks and pastries as gifts on the way. She arrived at Funina's house at almost ten o'clock. Moreover, the photo shoot was scheduled for a whole day, so there was no need to rush.

When I arrived, Funina and Richard had already started filming.

This gave Clorind a subtle sense of guilt, like 'I'm late'.

“It’s only been a short time, you should go change your clothes too,” Richard nodded and said.

"Change clothes? No need, I was already wearing them before I came." Clarinde put the bag of snacks aside and quickly stripped herself naked in front of Richard and Funina.

How can I describe this disgusting amount of breast size?

Richard can only be described as 'spectacular'.

The feeling was like having heard how majestic and magnificent the Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain was, but still experiencing a shocking sensation like being struck by lightning the first time you saw it.

She's so big.

And it's not just about size. After all, if it were just about size, it wouldn't be that appealing, and looking at it too much could even make you feel nauseous.

But Clarinde's was completely different; she was the kind of person who was both big and beautiful. Usually, when people talk about breasts, they look at their shape in addition to their size.

Just like Lynette's is 'teardrop-shaped', Clorind's is a typical 'hemispherical' shape.

Its distinctive features are a high degree of protrusion, extremely fullness, and a deep and obvious cleavage, enough to make any member of the opposite sex lose themselves in it.