Faint starlight fell upon Li Zijun's face, with droplets of water clinging to the strands of hair on her forehead, dripping down to her collarbones.
After getting wet, her clothes clung to her body, rendering her exquisite figure like that of a halved fruit. Her jade arms bent slightly, revealing her charming grace.
Her delicate hands gently gathered her long, water-soaked hair behind her head. The waterlogged garment sketched the perfect contours of her body, causing her to glance a bit embarrassedly at Ji Nanjue.
Her clothes, which had not been fully removed, now stuck completely to her body, slightly revealing the color of her skin. The usually loose robes had not exposed much, but now the true beauty of her figure was revealed.
Ji Nanjue looked at her with obvious surprise, then curled the corner of her mouth with a playful tone, "The teacher and disciple are indeed cut from the same cloth... even in lying."
