Beidou, early morning.
Under the gray sky, Jiang Mo opened her eyes early.
Her eyes were exceptionally beautiful, the healthy routine and green diet kept the whites of her eyes pristine without a hint of blood, the black and white contour is extremely distinct, akin to a dark lake reflecting clear moonlight, yet there's a wisp of fog within them, staring too long, it seems even one's soul might get lost inside...
Jiang Mo first stared at the ceiling with art murals and crystal chandeliers in a daze for a while, only then did that thin layer of mist in her eyes gradually disperse, she blinked, finally fully waking up.
Rising, the black velvet thin quilt slipped down, the beautiful curves of her body dressed only in a light strap nightgown revealed themselves, the strap on one shoulder slipped along with her body's inclination, yet hung playfully on a raised milky white part.
