Chi Beilan looked like a water lily emerging from water, her smooth, fair skin liberated from the constraint of worldly garments, appearing tender and translucent.
"This..."
The image reflected back from the Gazing Void Mirror was too impactful, even more vivid and thrilling than Uncle Qin's collection of paintings.
"This isn't very good."
Zhou Dao's face flushed with embarrassment and guilt. He involuntarily widened his eyes, as if he had developed a strong interest in the Gazing Void Mirror, a treasure.
"I've been observing her for quite some time. This woman has secrets," Wang Xiaoyi whispered.
In the image, Chi Beilan raised her hand, and a touch of plain gauze flew over, wrapping around her enchanting body. But...
Uncle Qin once said that revealing everything is less enticing than leaving something to the imagination.
"Sinful, sinful."
Zhou Dao murmured, leaning in a bit closer, intent on examining the Gazing Void Mirror more closely.
"Quick, look."