In the spacious bedroom, Pei Wanyu lay horizontally on the soft couch.
Her jet-black, ink-like hair flowed down on the bed like a black lotus, her delicate face slightly tilted toward the door, revealing an ear as exquisite as jade.
From her face to her snow-white neck, then to her jawline, her features were graceful and gentle, her fair skin as delicate as fine porcelain, with a hint of blush that made the beauty mark below her right lip even more enchanting.
Even though she was lazily lying down, there was an alluring elegance exuding from her demeanor, a mature charm that matched her age, incredibly enticing.
Her voluptuous, curvaceous figure was adorned with a purple dress embroidered with red peonies, resembling a cheongsam. The finest silk matched with intricate embroidery not only accentuated her figure but also highlighted her elegance, making her particularly captivating.
