It seems that Qinghe was indeed very happy just now...
The clothes scattered all over the ground, along with the brightly colored wedding dress, combined with Murong Qinghe's sheep-like body, made the scene even more eerily beautiful.
Chu Youzhao pursed her lips, thinking to herself that her brother-in-law spoke so righteously, but wasn't he just as rude and unrestrained as he was?
She carefully picked up some of the undergarments and gently helped Murong Qinghe put them on.
Throughout the process, feeling her delicate skin and the red marks all over her body, Chu Youzhao couldn't help but blush and mutter under her breath, "Bad brother-in-law, you've bullied Qinghe like this."
"Hmph, other men would beg for such a good thing, and yet I still got a scolding."
...
While tidying up Murong Qinghe's clothes, Chu Youzhao touched his thigh and felt a large, wet patch. Her face instantly turned red.
Before the wedding, as was customary, the old woman from the Chu family taught her some knowledge in this regard—after all, only a very few people knew that she was disguised as a man.
She now knew exactly what it was, and was utterly astonished: "So many?"
Her nostrils twitched slightly, and she seemed somewhat lost in thought. So this was her brother-in-law's scent...
She subconsciously pulled her hand back in front of her, observing with a mixture of curiosity and shyness. As she thought of something, her face turned even redder.
...
The next morning, Murong Qinghe slowly woke up. The events of the previous day came to mind, and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed. "I actually fainted yesterday!"
She turned her head and found Chu Youzhao staring at her with wide eyes and a half-smile.
She nestled into his arms, both sweet and shy, saying, "Brother Chu..."
Chu Youzhao had never heard her speak in such a sweet tone before, and she admired her brother-in-law even more. Her brother-in-law was truly amazing.
"What's wrong, Qinghe sister?"
Murong Qinghe suddenly raised his head and gently pecked her lips, his eyes full of affection: "Brother Chu, I was so happy last night. I feel like the happiest woman in the world."
Murong Qinghe's expression was complicated. He dared not meet her eyes and gently pulled her into his arms: "I hope you won't blame me in the future."
I wonder how she would react if she knew the truth one day.
Murong Qinghe smiled sweetly: "I like Brother Chu the most, so how could I blame you?"
For some reason, the image of Zu'an suddenly popped into her mind again, and she quickly shook her head to dispel the thought.
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