After hearing Liu Qingqiu's words, Lu Chen's gaze swept over her figure, sizing up the graceful contours of Liu Qingqiu.
Her waist swayed gently like a willow branch, and seemed to twist like delicate silk. Her slender waist appeared so fine that it looked as though it could be encircled with one hand. The curve of her bosom and the pronounced arc of her backside added a mature allure to her figure, irresistibly captivating onlookers.
Her stature was tall and her proportions, balanced, with every movement exuding elegance and nobility. Her skin was as pale and smooth as jade, seeming polished over the years, and thus even more crystal clear.
The light aqua, magnificent palace attire only enhanced her bewitching figure further, the hem of her skirt gently swaying with her steps, blossoming like a flower, revealing endless charm.
Seeing Lu Chen continually staring at her body, his gaze eventually settling on her waist, Liu Qingqiu couldn't help but tremble slightly.
