Lu Moqing's eyes darkened as the hand that was holding her ankle suddenly loosened, protecting her hand. His body spun around, and both of them fell to the ground.
A muffled groan of pain sounded from Lu Moqing's mouth, or more precisely, he fell to the ground while Qiao Xu was protected by Lu Moqing, landing directly on him.
Her elbow was pressed against Lu Moqing's chest, causing his expression to become somewhat strained from the pain.
Qiao Xu was also frightened by the sudden change, and it took her several seconds to come to her senses, realizing that she was actually lying on Lu Moqing, their positions looking quite intimate.
Qiao Xu's cheeks flushed. She quickly tried to push herself up from the ground, but before she could fully stand up, Lu Moqing pulled her back down onto his firm chest.
