With her head lowered, her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, her eyes slightly drooping. Her small, oval face had soft contours, cheeks like fresh peaches, paired with long lashes, bright almond eyes, a delicate nose, and lips like pink petals, creating an ethereal beauty akin to a lotus emerging from water.
After binding her chest, she lightly patted it a few times, making sure the tightness wouldn't affect her in battle, then lowered her hand.
She looked down again, and even though her chest was bound, it was still noticeable.
But she wasn't depending solely on the binding to hide her gender.
She was just always dissatisfied with her fullness.
Why did they have to grow so big?
They're completely unsuitable for combat.
With a "tsk," Xing Lan picked up the pristine garments from the bed, put them on piece by piece, tied the belt, and fastened her hair with a jade crown, lifting her head to face her reflection, revealing a resolute spirit tempered with an ethereal beauty.
