As Adison Claire tugged at it, the nightdress on her body slipped off as well. The extreme tension made her long eyelashes tremble slightly; she even bit her lower lip until it bled. Yet even so, she still stubbornly held her ground, not taking a single step back.
Of course, aesthetics are a subjective thing. Some people like them petite and fragile, others prefer them more mature and voluptuous.
But the impression Adison Claire gave fell right at a subtle balance point between the two, and it didn't feel out of place at all. On the contrary, it flowed together in one seamless, fluid whole!
If not for that terrifying scar, Adison Claire would undoubtedly be an absolute stunner!
However, Xiao Tian was in no mood to appreciate any of that in detail right now. Most of his attention was fixed on that scar.
