This girl was 18 or 19, with long, waist-length black hair, incredibly beautiful, her skin was white and delicate like milk, soft to the touch. Her features were exquisite. Despite her monolid eyes, her big round eyes were so mesmerizing that they dazzled anyone who dared to look into them.
She must have just taken a shower. Hearing Shen Yingtian had returned, she rushed over without even drying herself. Droplets of water still clung to her body. She wore a white shirt, which turned semi-transparent once wet. It was fortunate she had underwear on; otherwise, she would have had a wardrobe malfunction.
The shirt reached just above her knees. Her slender legs, under the dim yellow light, emitted an enchanting glow.
She was innocent, like a green apple. She blushed and instinctively stepped back after a single glance from Li Huai. She thought to herself, 'Isn't this Yingtian's room? But who is this handsome young man? Is he Yingtian's friend? I've never seen him before.'
