Zu An gasped. Murong Qinghe was truly a gifted girl; her young body was simply wonderful.

Wait, why is she calling me Brother Chu?

Did she think I was Chu Youzhao?

What exactly happened?

As he was thinking, Murong Qinghe's body wrapped tightly around him like an octopus, her waist swaying gently like ripples on water.

Looking at the disheveled yet vibrant wedding dress, and the bride's gentle, tender demeanor, and the natural charm that shines through her youthful innocence.

Especially in this somewhat taboo situation, even with Zu An's extensive experience, he simply couldn't withstand it.

The volcano has been completely detonated!

Murong Qinghe exclaimed in surprise. Even though she had been in the military for many years and her body was more resilient than that of an ordinary girl, how could she withstand such a storm?

His eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

It took Zu An a long time to calm down. He used his divine sense to search around and noticed Chu Youzhao next door. His face turned ashen, and he instantly appeared next door in a flash.

"What exactly happened?" Zu'an, who had originally come to interrogate him, was taken aback.

Chu Youzhao's hair was disheveled, unlike her usual masculine attire.

She had completely reverted to her womanly appearance, with red lips and white teeth, her hair disheveled and draped over her shoulders. She seemed to be wearing only a nightgown, wrapped in the blankets, with a blush on her face that was not usually seen, and her eyes seemed to be about to drip water.

Zuan: "???"

"Ah!" Chu Youzhao exclaimed, quickly covering her mouth with her hand, afraid that Zhang Zitong outside would hear the noise.

She never expected Zuan to suddenly appear here. You see, she had been listening to what was going on behind the wall, but how could a young girl like her stand such decadent music? She quickly blushed and felt extremely hot all over.

She couldn't help but take off her outer clothes, lie in bed, and savor his scent. For a moment, her eyes became exceptionally hazy.

"Sister...brother-in-law." Chu Youzhao huddled under the covers, feeling both shy and guilty, and dared not look him in the eye.

"Why am I next door? And what's going on with Qinghe?" Zu An frowned, judging from the other person's appearance, it seemed that he had not forcibly driven him out.

Chu Youzhao replied softly, "Brother-in-law, you know I'm a woman, so how could I go to the bridal chamber with Qinghe? That's why I can only ask you to help me out."

Zuan: "???"

He almost laughed in anger: "You can help with something like this?"

"Why not? To me, my brother-in-law isn't an outsider. Qinghe also likes you very much." Chu Youzhao blushed. This matter was indeed a bit strange, no wonder her brother-in-law reacted so strongly.

"This is utter nonsense!" Zu'an was speechless for a moment. What was wrong with this guy's brain?