Faint starlight cast upon Li Zijun's visage, the strands of hair on her forehead adorned with droplets that trickled down to her collarbones. The wet fabric clung to her body, revealing her exquisitely curved figure as if she were half-naked; her slender arms bent gracefully, displaying her charming posture. Her delicate hands gently gathered her soaked hair behind her head. The water, having drenched her dress, outlined her perfect silhouette, causing her to look somewhat embarrassedly at Ji Nanjue. The garments she hadn't fully removed now clung completely to her soft body, slightly translucent, revealing a hint of flesh. The usually loose dress hid her shape, but now her true figure was clearly visible.
Ji Nanjue seemed to watch her with evident surprise, then curled her lips with a playful tone, "Truly like teacher, like disciple, even lying in the same manner..."
"Forget it, if you want to call me sister, do so. 'Teacher's Wife' does sound a bit too old-fashioned."
"..."
