Faint starlight cast a subtle glow upon Li Zijun's face. Droplets of water clung to the strands of hair on her forehead, trickling down towards her collarbone.
Her wet clothes clung to her body, revealing her exquisite figure like a half-peeled fruit. Her delicate arms bent gently, her grace on full display.
With her bare hands, she gently gathered her water-soaked hair behind her head. The water made her robes cling, outlining her perfect silhouette as she stole shy glances at Ji Nanjue.
Her clothes, not yet fully removed, clung to her delicate body, the semi-transparent fabric faintly revealing a hint of her skin. Her usually loose robes concealed much, but now, they inadvertently revealed the true beauty hidden beneath.
Ji Nanjue regarded her with evident surprise before a playful smile touched the corners of her mouth. "True to being teacher and pupil," she said, "even your lies seem to be carved from the same mold..."
