Half an hour later, Li Zhaojun and Ye Fan finished bathing one after another.
Ye Fan bathed quickly and, after finishing, came out in his pajamas. He saw Li Zhaojun sitting at the brand new vanity, applying skincare products on her arm, which looked like tender lotus roots.
Even from a distance, Ye Fan could still see her lifted arm's skin; it was so white and delicate, and under the light, it seemed to emit a pearly luster.
Looking at her back, her smooth long hair cascaded down her shoulders, reaching her slender waist, and swayed slightly with the movements of her arm as she applied the skincare products. Her long hair didn't completely cover her sculpted shoulders, which appeared especially white against the backdrop of her black hair, exuding a sense of bone-deep elegance.
Li Zhaojun's nightgown was a strappy one.
Ye Fan averted his gaze, bitterly laughing to himself. Li Zhaojun was wearing such a sexy nightgown that it could instantly kill any man.
