A young woman is half lying on the couch, dressed in red, her skin is as white as goat's milk, her makeup is enchanting, her thick eyelashes reflect the bright red at the corners of her eyes, her flaming red lips move from time to time, her pearls and jade hairpins are tied in her bun, her graceful figure occasionally twists, and her low neckline is half exposed. A young man was kneeling on the futon in front of the couch. He was wearing a pink robe, with a jade looming around his waist. His peach-like face was slightly coquettish, and he seemed to want to refuse but still welcome. The man's slender fingers gently picked a grape from a plate of green grapes placed on the table beside him, and put it to the woman's mouth teasingly. The woman opened her red lips lightly and was about to bite the grape when she saw the man suddenly retracted his hand. Repeatedly several times, the man covered his mouth and smiled sweetly. The woman smiled charmingly and pretended to be angry: "Brother Jun, you are naughty!" Brother Jun kneaded the woman's smooth calf while winking at the woman, "Your Highness, is the strength appropriate?" The woman nodded slightly and closed her eyes to rest.