"What happened?" William Cole asked.
Hazel Kramer didn't attempt to conceal the truth, "I was in such a hurry when boarding the ship that the pull rod of my suitcase came off, and then the suitcase smashed onto my ankle."
Hazel said as she pointed to her suitcase lying not too far away on the ground with her delicate chin.
William glanced back and saw a jumbo-size suitcase wide open on the ground. The rod of the suitcase was indeed broken, revealing a few pink small pieces of clothing to William's sight.
"Ah, don't look!"
The moment Hazel saw her tiny apparel, her face dramatically changed color.
She instinctively tried to stand up, but forgot that one of her legs was still in William's hand. Consequently, she lost her balance and fell toward William.
Because William was squatting on the ground, Hazel instinctively leaned towards him for support. Unfortunately, she seated right on his shoulder. With Hazel wearing a skirt, that particular moment lead to intimate body contact.