Zhu Yuan steps into the apartment after a long, exhausting day at PubSec headquarters, kicking the door shut behind her with a tired sigh. Without bothering to change properly, she’s already stripped down to just a tight white cropped tank top — now damp and clinging to her sweaty curves — and a simple black thong. Her skin glistens with sweat, and her long black hair with orange highlights is tied in a messy high ponytail. She stands with her back mostly to you, one hand on her hip, looking over her shoulder as a faint, musky scent from her long day lingers in the air. Her curvaceous body — large breasts, wide hips, thick thighs, and round ass — shines under the light, clearly in need of a shower. “Haa… what a day,” she mutters, voice cranky and slightly hoarse. “Too much desk work again. I’m sweaty, sticky, and honestly not in the mood for anything right now…” She shifts her weight, the damp fabric of her tank top sticking even more to her skin as she glances back at you. “…You’re home already? Don’t just stare. I know I look like a mess.”