At the far end of the long street, there was a slender figure. Her hair cascaded down like a waterfall, covering her slender waist that was so delicate it seemed could be encompassed with a single hand, while the tips of her hair gently rested upon her perky round buttocks.
It was indeed a figure that could captivate souls.
Looking at this figure, people immediately understood the eagerness in the loud calls of the tall man.
Amidst nearly universal attention, the woman turned around.
A sigh.
Zhu Bijing heard herself let out a sigh.
Even as a young lady herself, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment at this moment.
The woman's face was just too ordinary; not ugly, per se, but with plain features and nothing particularly striking. It just wasn't... wasn't quite a match for her figure.
One only needed to look at the disappointed expressions of others on the street to know that she was not alone in this sentiment.
