Chapter 1639 Can’t Even Look?

• The Earth-Mystic Saintess stood tall and sleek, yet lush in all the right places. Her features had a doll-like cuteness—yeah, she was a knockout.
• But the fabric on her… there wasn’t much of it. The key spots were barely covered, while the rest was only wrapped in thin, floating gauze—half-hidden, half-revealed, teasing the eye and pulling you in.
• Every little smile and frown from her came with easy grace; her face bloomed with a radiant smile, and there was this strange pull you couldn’t shake.