[Sugar is poison]

Putting value to a person's actions because they are physically attractive is a very common thing to do. People do it subconsciously in fact, that nobody would even take note of it, or vocalize it out loud. This was what was happening with Ravel. And though he wanted to take another look.

His professionalism stopped him, unless, Zhi Ruo otherwise stated.

To the tip of Zhi Ruo's lips, unto her supple cheeks, and fair skin. Zhi Ruo was beautiful, a very beautiful woman. And in Ravel's humble opinion, Zhi Ruo's kind of beauty was best be hidden. Just as a woman is beautiful, jealousy would undoubtedly rear it's ugly head.

There was a sense of security within Ravel when he realized how beautiful had Zhi Ruo became. Last he saw a glimpse of his master's face, the girl was still frail to the bones, and lacked the luster that she was emitting now.

Ravel could waste another 300 plus words in this story to describe Zhi Ruo's beauty, and her destructiveness. But I doubt that any of the readers