Li Liping assumed that Lin Feng, as the head of the Sports Department, would definitely be participating in the student council vice-chair election tonight. Conveniently, she was the student council president and possessed the power to veto any candidate's eligibility. Thus, she playfully threatened him. Her laughter was light, like the sudden chime of silver bells in the wind, each note tantalizing and captivating.
With her soft laughter, her curvaceous figure trembled slightly, making her resemble a pure lotus in the evening breeze, beautiful beyond measure. This extreme, pure beauty was not something an ordinary girl could radiate.
Lin Feng had previously thought Li Liping was inferior to Cao Ying. Now, however, it seemed that when not directly compared, Li Liping actually possessed a charm by no means inferior to Cao Ying's.
