Dongfang Wan'er was placed on the couch by Zhou Chen, her beautiful eyes like water, carrying a hint of shyness, most enticing.
"Your Majesty, you're truly beautiful!"
His gaze roamed up and down Dongfang Wan'er's body, especially her magnificent bosom, seemingly an abyss threatening to swallow Zhou Chen's gaze, irresistible.
Her waist suddenly tapered, so slender it was barely a handful.
Her voluptuous hips, her straight and long legs.
Altogether, she was sculpted like the golden ratio, forming astonishingly feminine curves that heated Zhou Chen's heart, making him wish he could immediately dissolve her.
He raised his hand to grasp the silky, soft jade belt, and with a gentle pull, Zhou Chen felt as though the entire world had lost its color.
All colors converged onto Dongfang Wan'er.
She seemed like a world unto herself, attracting all of Zhou Chen's gaze and warmth.
"Your Majesty, you must've been the favored one in the harem back then, unrivaled!"
