Ge Chusheng's gaze unabashedly roamed over Yun Fei's body, those slender jade hands, arms as white as lotus roots, lustrous long legs, a neck as elegant as a swan's, delicate collarbones, and towering peaks.
With each area his gaze traveled, he couldn't help but his heart trembled, as if he were about to suffocate, and he could hardly believe that such exquisite beauty still existed in the world.
Yun Fei was originally stunningly beautiful, and the charisma emitted from her bones was something that radiated from within, something that could not be imitated by others—it was something cultivated over many years from the soul.
It was certainly not something that could be mimicked by worldly women or adorned by external luxuries like Louis Vuitton or Prada, especially after she had undergone Ling Fan's Cleansing Meridians and Cutting Marrow and began cultivation, which made her charm even more ethereal and captivating.
