Lying on the sofa, Zi JI's perfect body gleamed silver within the Silver Dragon Palace. She wore a pair of thin, sheer purple stockings, the gently raised curves of her arches utterly bewitching. Her dainty toes were neatly drawn together, enticingly wrapped in a darker layer of the stockings. Through the dark fabric lightly enclosing them, her plump, pale toes gave off a hazy, flesh-colored glow, making even Qian Ran steal several extra glances.
Her calves were long and shapely, their beautiful contours outlined by the sheer stockings. Her jade-white thighs were round and full, and the skin of her inner thighs exposed above the stockings was particularly dazzling in its whiteness.
Zi JI was already an exceptional beauty. In this palace where silver light shone everywhere, a soft sheen covered her skin, making her already delicate flesh look even more delectable.
Stockings really were wonderful things.
Come to think of it, this was probably Zi JI's first time wearing stockings.
If Zi JI had not looked utterly exhausted, Qian Ran would have wanted to go further, holding those peerlessly beautiful feet to do something naughty.
Ordinary women really could not pull off such seductive purple stockings.
Only someone as alluring and bewitching as the Hell Demon Dragon King Zi JI, with her faint touch of sinister strangeness, could truly do these purple stockings justice.
"Lord Qian Ran..." Zi JI gazed at Qian Ran with hazy eyes, afraid he might disappear from her sight.
Only now did she carefully study the man who had taken her first time. Even Di Tian couldn't compare to that special bearing of Qian Ran's, could he? Zi JI marveled inwardly.
She pressed a finger against Qian Ran's firm chest muscles, her beautiful eyes admiring, even infatuated, as she watched his upper body. For the