Just then, Ning Rongrong giggled, widening her beautiful eyes as she stared intently at Xiao Wu and retorted:
"Give me a break! Your skin is the good one! I'm pale, but you're rosy white, fair with a healthy blush. You look much healthier than me—way more enviable, okay!"
Xiao Wu's body proportions were exceptionally distinctive, especially her pair of remarkably long, slender legs.
Normally, the golden ratio of the human body placed thigh length at roughly 62% of one's height,
but Xiao Wu's proportions clearly far exceeded that figure. Yet they did not look the slightest bit awkward; instead, they created an ultimate harmony of beauty and wild strength.
Those long legs were straight and taut. Though her skin was not as snow-white as Ning Rongrong's, it carried a healthy rosy glow.
Especially from her slender waist, so slim it could barely be grasped in one hand, down to her perky hips,
the lines traced out a breathtakingly perfect curve. Even Ning Rongrong could not help swallowing secretly as she looked at her.
Together with her scorpion braid, she possessed both a lively air and a delicate, captivating charm.
Ning Rongrong suddenly lowered her voice, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu as she said with undisguised envy, jealousy, and resentment:
"Xiao Wu, tell me, why is it that ours here... aren't as... spectacular as Zhu Qing's? I'm so jealous of her!"
As she spoke, she subconsciously gestured lightly in front of her chest with both hands, her tone dripping with sourness.
Two crimson clouds instantly bloomed across Xiao Wu's pretty face. She spat lightly and said shyly:
"H-how would I know?! You... you should ask Zhu Qing! Hmph, is having them... having them big really that great?"
As she spoke, she could not help