Chapter 350: Summoning_7

For instance, her waistline, perhaps due to daily cultivation, was more slender than that of most Huaxia women who stand around 1.6 meters tall.

To say she had a waist as svelte as a snake's was not an exaggeration.

Her skin was flawless, a snowy purple, unlike the rough complexion of many Western women.

Her features were three-dimensional and exquisite, carrying a hint of valiance without losing an ounce of femininity, stunningly beautiful.

At that time, she wore a red evening dress; her hair was a fiery red, her cheeks were flushed red, her eyes hazy from drunkenness; she was more delicate than blooming peach blossoms, and Liu Wentian simply couldn't, in good conscience, say she wasn't beautiful.

"How do I compare to your Huaxia women?"

Qing Enna asked cheerfully. While speaking, she suddenly sat on Liu Wentian's lap and even pinched his face with her fingers.

"The majority of Huaxia women don't hold a candle to you."