Winter's sky is clear, an azure blue without a cloud.
Sunlight spills through the thin expanse above, warm and serene.
Ji Lingruo sits at the little stone table, idly playing Gomoku with Fairy Wangshu.
Her skill is no match for Fairy Wangshu, and she's almost always been defeated. But her interest is not in the game; her gaze lingered beneath the stone table.
Today, Fairy Wangshu is finally not clad in pure white; she's wrapped in a snow fox fur and wearing a light blue dress Ji Lingruo styled for her. The dress is shorter than usual, and when seated, it reveals her entire calf.
However, her snowy skin is not exposed, as she's wearing white stockings purchased from Qianhua Pavilion. The silks tightly hugging the curves of her legs are slender and graceful, its delicate texture glistening slightly, like a pure snow cake.
Color, fragrance, and flavor all in abundance…
