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For some unknown time, Ye Ning had already appeared at the door of the private room.
Her makeup-free face enhanced the beauty of the lavender dress adorned with butterfly patterns she wore. A slender belt in goose yellow, scarcely wide enough to grip, adorned her delicate waist and fluttered in the wind, emphasizing her devilish figure that could shame Xishi, the ancient beauty. The color contrast made her radiance even more vivid.
In the hazy background, it seemed as if mists and rosy clouds lightly gathered, accompanied by distant celestial music. From afar, she looked like a peerless fairy, untainted by the mundane world.
Upon closer inspection, her goose-egg face, still carrying a hint of baby fat, appeared exquisitely carved. Her three thousand strands of hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, adding a touch of sultriness and enchantment. A few strands of hair fluttered by her cheeks in the breeze, adding a soft touch to her gentle charm.
