Tonight, the capital city was drenched in a heavy rain, masking all noises inside the room. Zhao Yu and his two companions were concealed in the shadows, feeling somewhat awkward.
They couldn't stray too far from Lu Chen to ensure his safety, nor could they entirely ignore the sounds from inside the room. What if the woman suddenly decided to harm Lu Chen?
Finally, the long night passed, the rain stopped, and the sky began to brighten with the rising sun. A ray of sunshine pierced through the window, illuminating the fair skin inside the room.
At this moment, Lu Chen glanced down at Zhou Youyou nestled in his arms, her delicate arms wrapped around his waist, her head resting against his chest, looking extremely docile.
Lu Chen lowered his head and gently inhaled the fragrant scent of her hair, his large hand softly stroking her smooth back.
