And within the festive crimson bedding, the delicate woman's fair, slender shoulders were exposed as she curled up in the man's embrace, her long neck to collarbone covered with dense scratches and kiss marks.
Everyone at the room's door was utterly shocked, Wei Qian even turned pale and took a step back.
The first to react was Wei Ruo, who crossed her arms and sneered with narrowed eyes, "Aha, indeed she's been messing around with a man. It's the day of the wedding, and she can't wait to get it on. I bet this isn't the first time!"
Qin Manman had just woken up too, and upon hearing this, she clutched the quilt and looked toward the door, stunned for a moment, but her facial expression wasn't that surprised.
Covered by the brocade quilt, she even shrank further into Muo Huangnian's arms, her voice timid and stammering, "Brother Nian…"
