It is now August, the hottest month of the year, and she wears very little, just a thin gauzy moon-white beizi.
Inside the beizi is a coupled-colored belly wrap, made from the thinnest madam silk cloth, just a small piece, barely covering the view in front of her chest. Upon closer inspection, the snow-white skin underneath seems to appear and disappear like the white orchids embroidered above, equally pure and dazzling; below is a scallion-green underpants, made of the same material as the belly wrap, the most translucent thin silk, easily revealing the curve of her thighs, those jade legs straight and long, like jade carvings.
Chong Wu originally intended to help her wipe the medicine soup off her body. When he took the handkerchief, as his hand was about to touch her belly wrap, he was suddenly stunned by the sight before him—the bulging purple belly wrap was soaked with medicine soup, pressed against her chest...
