The intertwined breaths lingered over the bed in the Fuyao Inn's bedroom, where Zhu Nanzhi lay with her clothes half-off, her camisole slowly pushed to the collarbone area, causing her slender waist to involuntarily arch slightly.
Her tender body was bathed in the sunlight with a faint golden glow, enhancing a saintly aura. Coupled with the alluring curves reminiscent of snow-covered elegance revealing the traces of her ribs, it was even more enticing.
In the gradually moistening Azure blue eyes, a fair and tender long leg slowly bent, showcasing the thigh's resilience on the bed, lightly trembling under the sunlight, whether from tension or the emotions overflowing from within.
Lu Jin'an leaned over and gazed into Zhu Nanzhi's eyes. After a day, his little wife couldn't wait to express her longing, but now he sensed that Nanzhi indeed had something on her mind, somewhat off her state.
