Zhi Wan felt a little embarrassed hearing this. She shot Ouyang Zhenzhu a playful glare and changed the subject, asking, "Cousin, where have you been these past few days?"
No sooner had she asked than Ouyang Zhenzhu burst out laughing.
Zhi Wan looked at her, bewildered. "What are you laughing at?" After asking, she saw that her aunt was also covering her mouth and laughing.
Her brow furrowed, and she looked to her cousin for help.
Her cousin wasn't laughing, but the way he looked at her made her blush and her heart race.
She clutched her handkerchief and said softly, "You all can talk. I'm going to go in and change out of this wedding dress." With that, she quickly entered the inner chamber.
Unexpectedly, just as she stepped behind the screen and was about to untie her sash, a slender hand suddenly reached out, wrapping around her slim waist from behind.
She jumped in fright, but she quickly recognized the familiar scent of cedarwood on him and instantly relaxed.
