"Cough, cough..."
In the bedroom where dappled light and shadow intertwined, dark azure strands of hair floated gently like clouds at dusk melding with nightfall. The jade tassels jingled softly, and the half-tied long hair gradually loosened as it swayed.
Amid intermittent gentle coughs, Zhu Nanzhi's long hair draped somewhat untidily over her shoulders, her body slightly bent forward, creating a small 'v' fold at the collar of her Hezi skirt. Between the alluring fair skin, the edge of a light blue camisole peeked out faintly.
Shaa-shaa...
In the sound of clothing brushing against skin, Zhu Nanzhi used her free left hand to slip the outer garment off her shoulder, revealing the light blue strap of the camisole to the air and Lu Jin'an's gaze.
Zhu Nanzhi's right hand, which couldn't fully grip, hung down naturally, allowing the outer garment to slide naturally onto the bed.
Seemingly feeling some fatigue in her right hand, this time she raised her left hand.
