Faint starlight fell upon Li Zijun's face. Beads of water clung to the hair on her forehead, dripping down to her collarbone. Wet, the fabric clung to her body, revealing her exquisitely shaped figure, like a half-peeled fruit. Her jade arms were slightly bent, her charming posture fully exposed. Her delicate hands gently gathered her water-soaked hair behind her head. The wet fabric outlined her perfect silhouette as she cast a shy look towards Ji Nanjue. Her clothes, not yet fully removed, clung tightly to her delicate body, revealing a hint of flesh through their translucency. Normally concealed by loose robes, her true form was only now apparent.
Ji Nanjue watched her with a hint of surprise, a playful smile curling her lips. "As master and disciple, even the way you lie is cast from the same mold..." she said. "Forget it. If you want to call me Sister, then do so. 'Shifu's wife' does sound rather old."
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