Faint starlight fell upon Li Zijun's face. Water droplets clung to the strands of hair on her forehead, trickling down to the space between her collarbones.
Wet from the water, her clothes clung to her body, making her exquisite figure appear like a half-ripe fruit, her jade arms gently curved, revealing her enchanting posture.
With her delicate hands, she gently gathered her water-soaked hair behind her head. The water drenched her dress, outlining her perfect figure. She looked somewhat embarrassed at Ji Nanjue.
The clothes she hadn't completely taken off now fully adhered to her delicate body, faintly revealing her skin tone. The usually loose dress had concealed much, but now, one could finally glimpse Mount Lu's true face.
