"Oh!"
Zhao Chen felt as if two mountains were pressing down on his eyelids. It was so heavy that he had to use almost all his strength to barely open his eyes.
"He's awake, he's awake. Brother Chen is awake!”
A coquettish and soft sound that made people think of the bed immediately entered Zhao Chen's ears after he made a slight movement.
Zhao Chen had never understood what the ancient people meant by decadent music. It was only after he came to this world and heard her voice that he understood that this was the so-called decadent music.
She was so charming that she could make people feel weak from the outside to the inside, from their skin to their bones. Other than her, there should be no one else who could do that, right?
As for the owner of this decadent voice, Zhao Chen didn't even need to guess to be sure that other than his sister, Zhao Feixue, who was a disaster to the country and the people, there was definitely no one else!
"Brother Chen, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?”After shouting that voice, a soft and warm jade that emitted a faint fragrance touched Zhao Chen's forehead and asked again.
This was really killing him. How could this voice be so charming? It was simply the sound of the country's demise!
"Forgive me for being blunt, but your voice should really be censored!”
Zhao Chen had been holding this sentence in his heart for a long time. He had been trying to summon up the courage to confess to his sister…Ah, pui, it was a confession, but he was afraid of being beaten to death by her, so he had been holding it in until now.
Zhao Chen thought that if she was in ancient China, not to mention her looks, just her seductive voice alone could probably cause a powerful country to fall.
The decadent voice was right beside his ears at this moment, and the fragrance could not help but drift out from the jade-like hand on his forehead, constantly drilling into his nose. This time, the sound and the fragrance were both working together. Zhao Chen felt that he could not control his impulses.
Zhao Chen had been with his sister for so many years, so he naturally knew that his sister never used any rouge or perfume. This faint fragrance was all natural, which meant that this fragrance was the so-called " body fragrance."
As long as the eldest sister stayed in a room for a while, the whole room would be filled with that refreshing fragrance after a while.
Even the items that she had come into contact with would have the same situation.
Only a very small number of women had a special physique, which led to her body odor leaning towards the fragrant type. If her appearance and figure were not bad, then she was a rare beauty and would be extremely popular with the opposite sex.
For example, in the history of China, the most favored concubine of Emperor Qianlong, the famous Concubine Xiang, belonged to this type of woman.
As for his eldest sister, her body proportions were also becoming more and more perfect due to her age.
The perfectly round peaks seemed to be growing larger. Her snow-white beauty and slender legs made Zhao Chen feel that her facial features had become more exquisite every time he met her.
She was beautiful, or perhaps it should be said that she was charming. Her voice was also charming, and she had a refreshing body fragrance. It could be said that her eldest sister was an out-and-out femme fatale, a peerless beauty, and a disaster.
Ever since she revealed her troublemaking side when she was 15 years old, it was as if the seal of Pandora's box had been unlocked. Trouble began to follow her everywhere.
There were countless young men who fought over her, and countless people came to her house to ask for her hand in marriage. Every year, dozens of people would step on the door of her house.
However, those who came to ask for marriage would always come in high spirits and return in disappointment.
No matter what, Uncle Hai San would not relent. The initiative and choice of a spouse was completely in the hands of his sister. He claimed that he would not interfere with her life, although this seemed a little abnormal to Zhao Chen. He suspected that Uncle Hai San had been given some psychological or mental suggestion again.
Speaking of which, when Zhao Chen gradually regained consciousness, even his weak body seemed to have recovered its strength. When he used all his strength to open his heavy eyes, an extremely simple and simple room suddenly appeared in his sight.
The familiar scene stunned Zhao Chen. Although his vision was still a little blurry, he could recognize that this was the room he usually lived in. Then, he remembered that he seemed to have heard his sister's voice a few times just now, so he quickly turned his head to look around.
Sure enough, he saw a purple figure sitting in front of his bed. When his vision was completely clear, the first thing he saw was a beautiful woman who seemed to be the Guanghan Fairy who had descended to the mortal world. She was looking at him with worry.
This woman was wearing a purple silk dress. The dress clung tightly to her body, accentuating her graceful figure. She was indescribably charming and seductive.
She was tall, her body was light, and her curves were graceful. Her skin was ice white and her bones were jade white. Her eyebrows were curved, and even when she was filled with worry, her phoenix eyes seemed to project a tender light that was filled with love, crystal clear and charming.
It was as if the Creator had bestowed all the beautiful things of a woman onto her. Her exquisite and charming facial features were simply a perfect gift from the heavens.
This peerless beauty was Zhao Chen's big sister, Zhao Feixue!
Just like her younger sister Zhao Hanyan, her elder sister did not wear any makeup. She did not have any accessories on her body. Even her black and smooth hair was tied into a cloud bun with a wooden hairpin. It was fresh and refined.
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