SWISH!
Lin Qinghan's delicate foot suddenly slipped. Her graceful, sprite-like figure, which had been dancing lightly, instantly lost its balance.
The young woman's other slender, fair leg kicked up more than ninety degrees. Her light blue skirt fluttered up, creating an enchanting and beautiful sight.
A scene like this.
For any red-blooded young man, what a breathtaking sight it was.
Luo Tian was no exception. A look of appreciation, bordering on fascination, appeared on his face.
He saw that Lin Qinghan was falling toward him, her face filled with delicate, helpless surprise.
"Careful!"
After his brief moment of fascination, Luo Tian's expression shifted to one of being "caught off guard."
THUD!
With a soft cry, Lin Qinghan fell to the ground. A few strands of her dark hair scattered across her flushed face. Her skirt had ridden up, flawlessly revealing her long, snow-white, perfectly straight leg.
The awkward part was…
