Can I Not Be Beheaded? Please? 07
Avina was too preoccupied with the scenery to realize there was someone else in the area. Luo Yi stared at Avina standing in the pavilion. Her blue-white dress draped her slender figure, cinching at the waist and flowing out downwards.
Her posture was poised like elegant bamboo, thin and nimble. Black hair flowed down her back, reaching as far down as it could. It glistened in the light similar to a waterfall enshrouded in the night.
A slight turn of the head allowed Luo Yi to witness Qin Yinling's face. Her face was shaped like a sunflower seed. It curved into a single point at the chin, looking more beautiful than seductive. Her lipid eyes stared into the water, serene without a single wave of emotion. Her nose swooped up gently in an arc before pointing up. Her lips were the color of a blooming rose, red and vibrant. The slightest tilt at the corner created a sensual air at the otherwise gentle beauty.