I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 270: Let's treat this as our first marriage.

After lingering inside for a while, Su Fengling, unable to suppress a smile, squinted and knocked on the door.

"Sister, do you need my help?" The voice was sweet, as if there was no ulterior motive.

"Okay, okay..." Zhongli Yueluo gritted her teeth, pulled on her skirt, and opened the door.

Her hair ornaments swayed slightly, her jade pendants jingled, and her face, lightly powdered, revealed a delicate softness.

Su Fengling's gaze first fell on her dress; he took a liking to it at first sight and felt it would suit his sister.

But I didn't expect it to suit me so well. I was so mesmerized that I looked at it from the feet up.

My gaze fell on her collarbone, on the few flower petals painted there.

Although it seemed natural, in his eyes it was somewhat deliberate.

Then his gaze fell on her pretty face, and her smile became somewhat unnatural: "How is it? Does it look good?"

"Beautiful, she's simply the most beautiful person in the entire demon realm."

He took two steps forward, grabbed her hand, and looked her up and down.

Actually, they wanted to find out whose scent she was carrying, which was why she was hiding like this.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to belong to his older brother, Su Fengjun.

He really wanted to know what had happened during the two days they spent alone together.

However, some things should be left unsaid, and it's important to maintain a proper balance.

"Sister, why don't you help your brother get dressed too? That way we can move on to the next step."

"Can't you wear it yourself?" She was somewhat unwilling to indulge him.

He could tell from her slightly impatient tone, but he still held her hand and swayed it from side to side.

"Sister, help me." She tilted her head and smiled sweetly.

If I didn't know his true nature, I would have been fooled by his innocent and naive expression.

"Okay, okay, come in."

She went inside and gently closed the door. Zhongli Yueluo, trailing her long skirt, picked up Su Fengling's clothes from the tray.

He could have easily put it on with a snap of his fingers, but he chose not to.

Just as Zhongli Yuelu straightened her clothes, she saw that Su Fengling was only wearing his undergarments.

He stood there with his arms outstretched, looking at Zhongli Yueluo with a smile in his eyes. She walked over and helped him put on the clothes.

I straightened his clothes, then took the belt and prepared to tie it on him.

When she bent down and wrapped her arms around his waist, his body trembled slightly, and Zhongli Yueluo straightened him up.

"What's wrong? Is it too tight?"

Su Fengling shook her head, now feeling that every word Zhongli Yueluo said made her have all sorts of wild thoughts.

He was already exerting extreme restraint in his hands, preventing himself from grabbing her shoulders.

She watched intently from the side, scrutinizing the clothes from Nanmo Mountain; the quality was truly exceptional.

She patted his shoulder and said, "You look really good. Which tailor are you?"

"If you like it, I'll take you there another day."

"How can we wait until another day? We can't stay in Nanmo Mountain for long. Every inch of time is worth its weight in gold."

"Is my sister trying to escape today?"

He took her hand and placed it on his chest, his eyes filled with amusement, even though the door was closed.

He had already set up a barrier when he came in, so outsiders couldn't hear any noise from inside.

"Why would I run away? I'm wearing such nice clothes, of course I have to go out and show them off, at least to let Feng Jun and the others see them."

"Brother... Brother, you're here with me now. Mentioning him will hurt your little brother's feelings."

His eyes slowly dimmed, as if he had truly been hurt by her.

"Then what's the point of making this outfit especially for me if no one's going to see it?"

"I think that's enough."

She reached into the tray, took the red veil, and placed it on her head: "Sister, everything has to start all over again."

"Can we treat all of this as my sister's first time? Now it's your first time getting married."

He led her to the bedside, and she sat down obediently as the sun outside completely set.

The room was lit with an ambiguous candlelight, and Su Fengling stared at Zhongli Yueluo, who was covered by a red veil, his eyes shining.

He walked over slowly, as if time had stood still at that moment.

He held her hand carefully, as if he were holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Her voice was as soft as a feather: "Sister, now, you belong only to me."

“If you don’t lift this veil, I’ll lift it myself.” Zhongli Yueluo let him have his way.

Knowing that he probably wouldn't be able to leave this room today, he decided to just go with the flow.

Su Fengling deliberately didn't make a move, instead rubbing his face against her ear and letting his fingers wander between her collarbones.

"Sister...sister...you painted these petals so beautifully."

Then he rubbed his fingers on the petal again and again until the red marks inside became visible.

His eyes dimmed; could it be that she and his brother had already...?

"Sister, you're being naughty. You're hiding something from me again." He breathed into her ear and stroked her throat with his fingertips.

Keep going upwards. It is said that if you can't see, your sense of touch will become more sensitive. This is exactly the case for Zhongli Yueluo now.

"Sister, feel me deeply."

Her voice was deep, and you could feel the heat even through the veil. She tilted her head, but her voice changed.

"Ugh...it's so itchy."

She didn't know where to put her hand, so she reached out and grabbed it, but he grabbed her hand and rubbed it against his face.

"Where is my sister touching?"

She casually pinched his cheek; it was a little cool and a little soft, and he didn't resist.

Instead, he lingered on her hand with a hint of affection, gently guiding her fingertips to trace the lines of his brow.

It traces across the tip of the nose, then spreads to the cheeks and ears, finally stopping at the Adam's apple.

He swallowed, and she felt his Adam's apple slide. Finally, he pulled her entire hand to cover his chest.

"Sister, can you feel it?"

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but swallow, wanting to pull them back, but he held them tightly.

"elder sister……"

Guiding her hand downwards, it rested on his waist, but Zhongli Yuelu could always feel a chill in his fingertips.

Then she remembered that he had been rubbing her petals repeatedly, and it must have been because he had discovered the red mark.

She forcefully pulled her hand back, covered her hands together, and couldn't speak.

"Little brother, I...I was wrong."

She knew that it would be useful to give in to Su Fengling, as long as she looked a little aggrieved.

She tried to lift the veil, but Su Fengling grabbed both of her hands: "It's getting dark, it's time to bathe and change, sister."

"This veil..."

Su Fengling released her hand, lifted the veil, and stared straight at her with a hint of suppressed resentment in his eyes.

Before she could speak, another ribbon appeared in his hand, and he used it to blindfold her.

He whispered in her ear, "Can you pretend this is the first time you've ever kissed me, sister?"

Zhongli Yueluo felt weak all over from the heat of his breath, and she gently grabbed his sleeve.