Faint starlight sprinkled over Li Zijun's face, water droplets clinging to the strands of hair on her forehead, dripping down to her collarbones. The few rosy points on her chest were alluringly translucent under the moonlight. Her wet clothes clung to her body, revealing her delicate contours, as enticing as a half-peeled fruit, her jade arms lightly bent, showcasing her enchanting figure.
Her fair hands gently gathered her water-soaked hair behind her head. The streaming water soaked her garment, sketching out her perfect curves, as she looked somewhat embarrassedly at Ji Nanjue. The clothes, not entirely removed, clung to her tender body, offering glimpses of the skin beneath. Her usually loose-fitting robes typically hid her shape, but now, thoroughly soaked, they revealed her true figure, as if one were finally seeing the famed Mount Lu in all its glory.
