Yao Rao sat weakly under the tree, her body soaked in fragrant sweat and her breath coming in gasps. Her well-proportioned, full chest rose and fell ceaselessly, resembling turbulent waves that could captivate the soul. The semi-transparent gauze collar at her chest had been pulled open, revealing her sexy and exquisite collarbones. Her vintage, lotus-petal strap bra was now mostly exposed, emitting a delicate fragrance. It tightly hugged two tender white mounds, squeezing out a deep and alluring cleavage that looked ready to spring free at any moment.
Unfortunately, in the pitch-dark environment, even though Sun Zhe's eyesight was far superior to that of a normal person, he was unable to appreciate this beautiful sight. However, he could sense that Yao Rao was somewhat delirious. Under normal circumstances, a Cold and Enchanting Fairy as pure as ice and jade like Yao Rao would never have acted in such a way.
