Qin Yu had no mood to pay attention to the spirit fish dancing in Lin Shuishui's hand.
This little girl—doesn't she know how much she's tempting me right now?!
Her petite and delicate body, soaked by the lake water, with her thin clothes clinging tightly to her skin, outlined curves more graceful than ever before. Her figure, usually hidden, now bloomed in full, graceful and enchanting.
The glistening water pearls dripped from her hair, tracing over her cheeks—so soft it seemed a gentle pinch would release more water—with no hindrance at all, smooth and delicate.
Maybe… this is what they call skin as tender as a blown feather can pierce.
Especially when she lifted her chin, those bright, sparkling eyes—so pure and clear—shone with innocence and a little proud eagerness, as if expecting praise for her treasure. She was adorable, and still uniquely charming and mischievous.
"Brother-in-law, can we take it back to the cave and keep it?" She blinked her big eyes at Qin Yu.
