"Do you know what the most powerful weapon in the world is?" Huai Mei's slender and white fingers gently held a budding peony, with translucent dewdrops condensed on the delicate petals, teetering on the edge. She tilted her head slightly, as if she was intoxicated in the charming fragrance of flowers, and her half-closed glass eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. The mist was hazy and clear, making people want to reach out and lift it away, but they were immersed in a vast misty forest and couldn't extricate themselves. They could only sink deeper and deeper.
Su Xin stood quietly by the round wooden flower table, frowning in deep thought. For a moment, she felt that the person in front of her was more delicate than the flower, and the flower was more beautiful than the shemale. The room was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, or the intoxicating body fragrance.
"It's a woman's charm." After thinking for a long time, Su Xin finally gave this answer that she thought was not too bad.
"Haha!" The woman in front of her suddenly laughed, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world. The peonies slipped from her fingertips as smooth and white as jade, and her red lips were slightly opened, as red as the first peach blossom blooming in spring.
She said: "Su Xin, from today on, you will become the most charming woman in the world!"