I've been transported into a Western fantasy game, and my dad wants me to marry my sister.

Chapter 27 After Sobering Up 1

"I admire Chen Hansheng!"

Lynn woke up screaming from his makeshift bed on the floor—Lia was sleeping in his bed, so Lynn had to make do with a makeshift bed on the floor.

He just had a nightmare.

I dreamt that he was in a chaotic situation, being fought over by several female protagonists.

Freya, in particular, was the most ruthless, biting down on the bottom part of her mouth and refusing to let go.

Lynn screamed in pain.

Finally, Lynn was divided into six equal parts.

As the dream was about to end.

Lynn seemed to see a male protagonist from a rebirth novel who flirted between two female protagonists and eventually succeeded in building a harem.

and so.

Lynn couldn't help but blurt out those words.

"Well……"

Seemingly startled by Lynn's voice, Leah on the bed whimpered, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Those platinum gray eyes blinked blankly for a moment, then focused on Lynn.

"Good morning, brother." Her voice was soft and sticky, still slightly groggy from just waking up.

"Good morning, how did you sleep?" Lynn tried to make her voice sound natural.

Leah sat up and rubbed her eyes. "I feel a little dizzy... I think I drank too much last night."

As she spoke, she unconsciously licked her lips.

Then he let out a soft hiss.

"What's wrong?" Lynn's heart skipped a beat.

Is something terrible about to happen?

"My lips... seem to be cut? And they hurt a little."

Leah touched the broken skin on her lower lip with her finger, her brows furrowing slightly.

She paused, her gaze shifting to Lynn's face, and suddenly froze.

"Brother...why are your lips a little swollen?"

Lynn subconsciously touched her lips—they felt slightly swollen and a little stinging.

Damn.

We kissed so passionately last night that the marks left behind are too obvious.

"This..." Lynn's brain was working at lightning speed.

He came up with an excuse: "Maybe he drank too much at the celebration and accidentally bumped into the door frame."

Leah tilted her head, a hint of confusion in her platinum-gray eyes: "But... hitting your lips on the doorframe shouldn't happen like this, right?"

"But... I fell again, landing on my lips and scraping against the ground," Lynn said nonchalantly.

"Oh." Leah nodded, seemingly understanding.

But the doubt in his eyes did not completely disappear.

She looked down at her fingers, then touched her lips, muttering softly, "How come I remember...last night it seemed like..."

"What does it seem like?" Lynn's heart jumped into her throat.

Leah looked up, a hint of confusion on her face: "It felt like... I kissed something... something soft..."

She looked at Lynn, her eyes gradually turning strange: "Brother, last night we...could it be..."

"Absolutely not!" Lynn interrupted immediately.

"You're drunk and imagining things! You were already asleep when I got back from the ceremony last night!"

He spoke with absolute certainty, but deep down he was a little uneasy.

Leah stared at him for a few seconds, making Lynn panic: "Brother looks so cute when he's nervous."

Then, with a smile in her eyes, she said gently, "Actually, if brother wants to kiss you, he doesn't have to wait until Leah is asleep before he can sneak a kiss."

"after all--"

"Lia is my brother's fiancée."

After saying that, Leah's soft lips lightly touched Lynn's lips.

After the kiss.

"whee!"

Leah smiled, then threw back the covers and got out of bed, stepping barefoot onto the wooden floor. She said sweetly, "Brother, I'm going to wash up."

At this moment, Lynn didn't hear what Leah said at all.

My mind is filled with it.

Jade feet!

Beautiful legs!

Lynn recalled the scene from a few days ago.

have to say.

Truly a solitary and lofty foot.

Galantir's most beautiful legs.

When Leah stepped barefoot onto the dark wooden floor, the instep of her foot arched gracefully, revealing ten pink, rounded, and neat toes.

The toenails were trimmed extremely clean and neat, with a warm, glossy sheen.

Her feet were a healthy pink, with thin yet supple skin, and the arch of her foot was stunningly beautiful, like a crescent moon.

Her instep was smooth and delicate, as white as her skin, with tiny blood vessels, like a very faint blood color showing through the finest mutton fat jade, warm and translucent.

The arch of the instep is perfect, its shape resembling a meticulous sculpture by Michelangelo.

No.

It is the Creator's most exquisite and perfect sculpture.

Starting from the smooth, delicate instep and moving upwards to the exquisite ankle—

Even the ankle, which is the most common area for imperfections, is so rounded and delicate.

The bones here are delicate yet not fragile, with smooth lines, like a perfect transition carefully drawn by the Creator.

Upwards.

Leah's legs are a masterpiece of creation—long, straight, and perfectly proportioned.

Her calves had a perfectly graceful curve, without overly bulging muscles, only the firm and elastic lines of a young girl.

The curve at the back of the knee is beautiful, and the skin is so thin that you can see the pale blue veins, giving it a fragile and delicate beauty.

Going further up.

The full, soft lines of her thighs receded into the shadows of her nightgown in the morning light, sparking endless imagination.

Ok.

It can't go any higher.

Moisturizing!

It's so moisturizing.

Lynn, it's the same old story.

Truly a solitary and lofty foot.

Lynn agreed.

Lynn nodded.

"Brother, why are you staring at my legs?" Leah, who was about to go out to wash up, was startled by Lynn's gaze.

Standing there, she asked somewhat shyly.

What's in my heart, of course, cannot be spoken.

"Lia, go wash up first. I just want to check if your leg is hurt," Lynn said, making up an excuse.

"Oh, thank you for your concern, brother. My leg isn't injured. Do you want me to check it again? If not, I'll go wash up now." Understanding the reason, Lia said happily.

an examination?

I want to get checked, but I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself.

It eventually turned into a large-scale survey.

I'll pose you in all sorts of ways.

"Nalia, go ahead. Remember to treat your wounds," Lynn replied, feigning concern.

"Okay." Leah was in a good mood and skipped out of the room.

After the hydrotherapy treatment, the chapped lip seemed to have been completely forgotten about her.

Lynn leaned against the wall and let out a long breath.

What happened last night.

I wonder if this girl has genuinely forgotten, or is just pretending?

He shook his head, banished those thoughts, changed his clothes, and left the treehouse.