As soon as she got home, Jiang Mu headed straight for the bathroom—a habit of hers whenever she returned.
Half an hour later, she emerged wearing a white lace-trimmed slip dress. Her fair skin, flushed pink by the hot water, possessed a unique allure, and her loose pajamas revealed large patches of smooth white skin with every casual movement.
What made a true beauty? Probably someone who looked breathtakingly stunning even with a bare face.
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