Ling Wei slowly opened her eyes to a world of verdant green. She had just started to reach out when a sharp pain shot through her chest. Looking down, she saw her own clothes had been torn open, and a man's shirt was draped over her. The fabric on her legs had also disappeared, revealing their fair, slender length.
Ling Wei gently lifted the man's shirt and found the wound on her torso had been properly bandaged. She couldn't help but look around, and in the distance, she saw a man who seemed to be asleep, leaning against a tree.
Ling Wei considered calling out to him but felt it would be rude. 'He must have seen my whole body,' she thought, her face flushing crimson.
An unknown amount of time passed before Wen Qingye gradually woke. He instinctively glanced toward the woman and saw that she was awake. With her hands pressed to the ground and her teeth clenched, she seemed to be trying to stand.
