Her clothes were soaked by the splashing water, clinging to her slender and graceful body, revealing her two soft and trembling round breasts. The full and smooth breast flesh overflowed from the edge of her bellyband, and could still be clearly seen through her soaked outer shirt.

The snow-white legs reflected the rippling waves, and were even whiter than the white gauze reflected on the water surface. The small knees and knee bends were pink and crisp orange. The bare feet were occasionally lifted out of the water, stained with tiny crystal water droplets, just like freshly cut pears that were full of water.

As she was dancing, she suddenly stopped in the pool, her slender hands dancing in the wind, and she lightly tapped her slender right leg back and forth. The rich melody that was originally in two parts suddenly became just a single note, but those who heard it did not find it simple. It was as if they were in the trough before the peak, full of anticipation for the changes in the next moment.

The dance music changed to a minor tune, and she opened her red lips and sang in a leisurely voice:

"Will the red tender buds break and bloom on the southern branches?"

“I don’t know how much fragrance it contains, but I see that it contains infinite meaning.”

"The Taoist looks haggard beneath the spring window, depressed and sad, unable to lean on the railing."

"Come and have a drink if you want, there may be wind tomorrow!"

The wind blew away, and the charming lady in half-wet gauze bowed gracefully, her skirt fluttering and falling, forming a snow-white circle on the water.

The milky white snow-white skin can be seen from the wet white gauze, and the beautiful curves of the body are looming, so dazzling that it is impossible to look directly at it.

This... this is art!

Real art!

Qin Yuan was stunned.

I never expected that my wife could do so many fancy things after changing into someone else's body.

Ming Zhanxue stepped on the water, approaching Qin Yuan little by little. Suddenly, she tripped and cried out:

“Ouch—”

Qin Yuan subconsciously reached out to help, but Ming Zhanxue slipped and took the opportunity to slide into Qin Yuan's arms.

With his eyes wide open, he looked at Li Yinhuan who was so close to him and murmured.

"Ouch, my feet hurt..."

Li Yinhuan glanced at Ming Zhanxue and was so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep.

At this moment, Ming Zhanxue was soaked all over, with soft black hair sticking to her temples, messily clinging to her snow-white cheeks and cherry lips. Crystal clear water droplets still hung on the ends of her hair, adding a bit of sadness and beauty.

She chanted softly:

"Qin Qingjia, you are so greedy——"