Touba Wan'er

She was dressed in a light yellow outfit. As she bowed slightly to step out, her long hair cascaded down and covered half her flawless face. Her eyes were as clear as limpid autumn waters. Her nose was delicate, and her lips were akin to a blooming cherry blossom. When one moved one's gaze farther down, one would be greeted with a snow-white neck and a bountiful chest with a deep valley.

She got off the carriage, and it became apparent that she was tall with a flawless hourglass figure. She was a woman of no imperfection. Xiang Shaoyun had not seen a lot of women like this.