Her skin was snowy-white and crystalline, as though carved from cold jade. Thin as congealed cream, it nevertheless glimmered with a faint foxlike radiance.
Her shoulders were slender and narrow, her collarbones faintly visible. Her breasts were full and proudly lifted, rising and falling slightly like snowcapped mountains beneath a clearing sky. Her delicate waist, narrow enough to fit in one hand, tapered downward into a pair of straight, slender legs, their smooth, graceful contours seemingly sculpted by heaven itself.
She was tall and supple, her proportions nearly perfect, her entire body carrying a heart-stirring allure. It was not deliberate seduction, but an enchanting quality innate to a demon spirit. Every curve seemed born to tempt, yet not the slightest trace of frivolity marred her.
Upon closer inspection, her features were so beautiful they were almost demonic. Her jade-like nose was high and pert, her red lips slightly parted. The instant she opened her pair of blue-gold heterochromatic eyes, a bewitching radiance slowly swirled within them, as though wind had wrinkled a still pool beneath the moonlit night.
She tilted her head slightly, and her snow-white hair slid over her chest, concealing part of her springtime beauty while adding a hazy allure. That aura, suspended between spirit and demon, purity and temptation, caused Chu Ning's mind to tighten abruptly. He almost did not dare look any longer.
She shifted her body lightly and pressed her boneless softness into his embrace. Fox fragrance brushed his face, intoxicating and dreamlike—Chu Ning felt only a heat flare in his chest, as though he were holding a mass of white flame.
Under the moonlight, her nearly transparent skin gleamed with the luster of cold jade. Her slender fingers quietly glided across his chest like nightmare hands reaching from a shadow, gentle yet setting every