Faint starlight cast upon Li Zijun's face. Strands of hair on her forehead were dotted with droplets, which trickled down to her collarbone.
Her wet clothes clung to her body, making her exquisite and delicate figure seem almost nude. Her fair arms were gently curved, her graceful posture fully revealed.
With her pale hands, she gathered her water-soaked hair behind her head. The water permeated her robe, outlining her perfect curves as she looked at Ji Nanjue, somewhat embarrassed.
The robe, not entirely removed, clung completely to her soft body, faintly revealing a hint of her skin. Her usually loose-fitting robe concealed much, but now her true figure was revealed.
Ji Nanjue was clearly surprised as she watched her. Then, she curled the corner of her mouth and said with a teasing tone, "It's true what they say about teacher and disciple—cut from the same cloth when it comes to lying..."
