Faint starlight cast upon Li Zijun's visage, water droplets clinging to the strands of hair at her forehead, dripping down to her collarbones.
The wetness clung to her body, showcasing her exquisite figure like a partially revealed fruit, as her jade-like arms gracefully bent, her alluring posture fully displayed.
Her delicate hands gently gathered her drenched hair behind her head. The wet fabric of her dress outlined her perfect figure as she glanced at Ji Nanjue, somewhat embarrassed.
The clothes that had not yet been fully removed clung tightly to her body, revealing a slight translucency over her skin. The usually loose dress concealed much, but now, the true splendor of Mount Lu was finally unveiled.
