Zhang Baichu: "Boy, I'm attracted to you."
Lin Shen: "50 for a hand substitute, 100 for a substitute, 150 for a back substitute, 500 for a naked substitute..."
Zhang Baichu: "No, I mean I like you."
Lin Shen: "I'm sorry, sir, I don't accept love's stand-in business for the time being."
Zhang Baichu: "No, I am actually a fetishist."
Lin Shen: "Sorry, I won't accept perverted business for the time being."
Zhang Baichu: "..."
One day, Zhang Baichu, who was passing through thousands of flowers, took a fancy to a person's back.
At first, he told himself that it was just because his paintings needed models with good-looking back lines;
Later, he told himself, stop talking nonsense, I just fell in love with Lin Shen.
Then...
Zhang Baichu, who has always been successful in love, was regarded as a pervert by his naked body.
Intention: Even if fate comes, it cannot be stopped
