The faint starlight dimly illuminated Li Zijun's visage, droplets of water clinging to the strands of hair on her forehead, trickling down to the hollow of her collarbone.
After getting wet, the garment clung to her body, making her delicate and exquisite figure seem almost bare, her jade-like arms gently bent, her captivating allure on full display.
With a gentle touch, her fair hands gathered her water-soaked hair behind her head. The water drenched her ruqun, outlining her perfect figure as she bashfully looked at Ji Nanjue.
The garments she hadn't fully removed clung tightly to her delicate body, becoming faintly translucent and revealing hints of her skin. Her usual loose-fitting ruqun concealed much; only now could one glimpse her true form.
Ji Nanjue looked at her with obvious astonishment, then a playful smile touched her lips as she said,
"HEHE."
"No wonder you're master and Disciple; even your lies are carved from the same mold."
