Miaomiao kept one hand lowered, the other supporting her chest and clasping her arm. Her long, dark, silky hair was coiled into a bun at the back of her head.
Her fair, tender skin was as smooth as snow and jade, and her slender, exquisitely delicate figure—as if sculpted by an artist—was simply breathtaking, entirely devoid of an ounce of excess flesh.
She wore only a simple white swimsuit that barely covered her most intimate areas. Though the style was the most ordinary kind, it made the young girl look incomparably pure and enchanting.
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