Su Qianqian threw off the covers, sat up, was stunned for a moment, and her face flushed again.
She tightened her lower abdomen, then stepped barefoot onto the soft carpet.
Su Qianqian walked to the huge full-length dressing mirror.
The girl in the mirror had long, seaweed-like hair that was disheveled and draped over her bare shoulders and back, making her skin appear even whiter and more like jade.
Her body was covered with ambiguous marks of varying depths, like red plum blossoms falling in the snow, both dazzling and enchanting.
On her slender and delicate neck, there was a delicate collarbone hollow, below which lay a soft and snow-white complexion.
It was a terrible sight.
Even her straight, slender legs were marked with red marks from the man's kisses.
The heir of the most prestigious conglomerate acted like a naive young boy who had never tasted meat before, curiously kissing everything around him and indulging in the act with unbridled affection.
He was none of the arrogant and condescending demeanor he had shown when we last met.
She turned slightly to the side, and the mirror reflected her beautiful dimples on both sides of her waist, where several bluish-purple finger marks were clearly visible.
Su Qianqian's face flushed pink, and even her delicate earlobes turned bright red.
Last night, fragmented memories flooded my mind uncontrollably.
The man's hot breath, heavy, suppressed groans, the taut lines of his strong waist and abdomen, and those eyes that seemed to want to devour her whole.
Just recalling it sent shivers down my spine, and my lower abdomen tightened slightly.
She hurriedly grabbed the cold glasses frame to steady her slightly weak body.
She looked up and saw the girl in the mirror. Her eyes and brows revealed the delicate charm of someone who had been fiercely loved by a man, and her purity was tinged with an unconsciously alluring charm.
The system didn't lie to her.
The gift from the Chosen One was a real boon to her body.
That nourishment quietly seeped into her bones and blood, repairing the rejection between her soul and body.
This gave the body, which was originally somewhat weak, an amazing tenderness and beauty, as if it had been thoroughly watered.
Moreover, it wasn't just her external radiance; she could even sense a subtle energy restoration, much like the spiritual energy in the fantasy world of novels.
By the end of last night, she was almost unconscious.
But today, she was able to get out of bed perfectly fine.
This already speaks volumes.
...
Su Qianqian stood timidly in front of the mirror, stretching out her body that had been pampered, looking both innocent and charming.
If someone were standing here, they would think she doesn't look like a fairy, but rather like a little flower fairy.
She looked at herself in the mirror, her watery eyes flashing with complex emotions, which ultimately turned into gentle dependence.
She needs him.
We need his breath, his power, his... nourishment.
Like a dodder vine, it instinctively twines around the strong tree that allows it to survive.
...
Su Qianqian was dressed neatly; she was no longer wearing the dusty T-shirt and pants she used to wear, but had put on a brand new dress.
The dusty pink spaghetti strap dress was made of light and flowing chiffon, soft to the touch, and slid down her delicate body, outlining her slender shoulders and exquisite curves.
The skirt hem only reached above the knee, revealing two sections of fair, jade-like, and well-proportioned calves.
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