"Qin Yu, is this it?" Su Ziyan turned her head to look at Qin Yu, shaking the box in her hand a little.
"Yes!" Qin Yu nodded.
When she got on the chair, Su Ziyan hadn't thought anything of it, but as she looked back, she suddenly felt dizzy and light-headed; how could she have forgotten, she was a bit acrophobic!
Her body started shaking uncontrollably, and she couldn't stand any longer!
Su Ziyan's body tilted, and she fell off the chair!
As she fell, facing the floor, she thought to herself once again how foolish she was!
Was it over, was she going to disfigure her face?
Qin Yu's bedroom had no carpet, and the floor was made of rather cheap, hard laminate. If she hit it, it would definitely disfigure her face!
Su Ziyan let out a cry, resignedly closing her eyes!
Qin Yu had kept his attention on Su Ziyan the whole time, and he noticed something was wrong the moment it happened! How could he let his wife fall?
