Qian Renxue's Shyness

Spirit City, the hotel's rear courtyard.

Qian Renxue stood beside the hot spring pool, her fingertips still lightly pinching the end of her hair ribbon. Her blonde hair had already come completely loose, spilling over her shoulders and back like a length of lustrous silk, gleaming softly beneath the moonlight and glass lamps.

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Long shadows fell across her cheeks, hiding the surging shyness and tension in her gaze.

She slowly pulled open the ties of her outer robe, and the snow-white inner garment was revealed bit by bit. As she moved, the front of her clothes parted slightly, exposing her delicate clavicle and a small patch of smooth, fair skin.

Dai Chengfeng did not step forward, nor did he urge her on.

He only folded his arms across his chest, his gaze resting on her with undisguised admiration and tenderness.

Qian Renxue bit her lower lip, her fingers trembling a little as she fully slipped off her outer robe and folded it on the stone platform by the pool.

Then came the buttons of her inner garment, one, two...

Her movements were extremely slow, as if undoing each one took every ounce of courage she had.

At last, her outer clothes slid completely from her shoulders, revealing the close-fitting moon-white undergarment beneath.

The thin fabric was almost transparent, looming indistinctly in the misty steam, outlining her slender yet supple waist...

She wrapped both arms in front of her chest, instinctively wanting to cover herself, yet knowing that doing so would only make her look even more flustered.

Her ear roots were already so red they seemed about to drip blood, and even her neck was tinged with a faint pink.

"...Don't, don't keep staring."

She looked at Dai Chengfeng in shame and