Faint starlight cast upon Li Zijun's face. Strands of hair on her forehead were damp with water droplets, which slid down to her collarbone.
Her wet clothes clung tightly to her body, making her well-proportioned, delicate body appear almost nude; her jade-like arms gently bent, her captivating charm fully revealed.
Her delicate hands gently gathered her drenched long hair behind her head. The water streamed down, soaking her dress and outlining her perfect figure. She looked at Ji Nanjue, somewhat embarrassed.
The clothes she hadn't fully removed clung to her delicate body, faintly revealing the color of her skin beneath. Her usually loose-fitting dress concealed her figure well, but now its true contours were visible.
Ji Nanjue watched her with a hint of surprise before she curled the corners of her mouth, speaking teasingly, "As expected of master and disciple, even your lies are cast from the same mold..."
