“Yihan, what are you doing?” Hearing the voice, Shi Yihan lifted her head. The mirror reflected her beautifully made-up but tear-stained face. Behind her stood a handsome man wearing black-rimmed glasses. This gentle man was named Zhong Xiao, her groom for the day, and the man she had been secretly in love with for three years. Three years ago, during their final year of university, Zhong Xiao had confessed his love to her. Zhong Xiao’s tenderness and care had led Shi Yihan to accept his marriage proposal three months ago. After a series of preparations, today was supposed to be the day she happily married the man in front of her. But… Her legs involuntarily tightened, making the presence of that thing inside her even more pronounced. Shi Yihan clenched her hands tightly against her chest, mustering the courage to look at Zhong Xiao nervously. She opened her mouth to speak but found her throat locked. She couldn’t say a word… as expected. “What’s wrong?” Zhong Xiao gently brushed away the stray hairs from Shi Yihan’s forehead and asked softly, “Are you regretting marrying me?” The two of them were already legally married, so even without a wedding ceremony, Shi Yihan was already Zhong Xiao’s wife. Therefore, it wasn’t inappropriate for him to say, “My wife is so beautiful.” “Xiao~” Shi Yihan pretended to be angry, but her mood lightened a bit. “My wife is the most beautiful, why can’t I say it?” Thinking she was just experiencing pre-wedding jitters, Zhong Xiao didn’t think much of it. He gently lifted Shi Yihan’s chin and said, “If you don’t want me to say it, then just kiss me to shut me up.” He leaned in to kiss her. “Brother Xiao, everyone is looking for you, and you’re still here flirting with your wife!” The door suddenly opened, and the familiar voice made Shi Yihan’s body stiffen, her eyes filled with fear. Fortunately, Zhong Xiao turned his head just in time and didn’t notice her unusual reaction. “Alright, I’m coming.” The kiss didn’t land, and Zhong Xiao hurriedly left the room. As he reached the door, thinking of Shi Yihan’s state, Zhong Xiao patted Ji Tong’s shoulder and said, “Your sister-in-law is a bit nervous. If you have nothing to do, stay here and keep her company.” “Xiao!” In her panic, Shi Yihan unconsciously raised her voice. Both men looked at her, but her voice was locked again. She still couldn’t say a word. A faint smile appeared on her delicate face, and Shi Yihan waved at Zhong Xiao, “Xiao, come back soon.” Like a wife sending her husband off, the man who had just been teasing Shi Yihan suddenly blushed. He smiled happily and waved back at his wife. “Oh, I’m still a single dog here~” Ji Tong joked, pushing Zhong Xiao out the door. As the noise of their playful banter faded and the makeup room door closed again, Shi Yihan was left alone in the room. “Phew…” She finally let out the breath she had been holding, and her tense body instantly relaxed. She slumped down onto the makeup chair with a thud. “Why is the bride sighing like this?” The makeup room door opened again, and the familiar voice made Shi Yihan instantly alert. “Why are you back again?!” Ji Tong seemed not to notice her strangeness and explained with a smile, “Brother Xiao asked me to stay. He said you’re getting married and feeling nervous, so he asked me to stay with you. Shi Yihan’s slightly sweaty hands gripped her wedding dress, shaking her head. “No need. I’m not nervous. Go help Xiao.” She forced an unnatural smile, trying to convince the man in front of her. “That won’t do. Brother Xiao gave me a task, and I can’t leave until it’s done,” Ji Tong said, walking over to Shi Yihan. He bent down and whispered in her ear, “Now, lean over the makeup table and lift your wedding dress.” “Show me your little pussy…” “You! You’re too much, Ji Tong!” Shi Yihan trembled with anger. She spoke angrily, but her body obeyed Ji Tong’s instructions, leaning over the makeup table. The wide skirt took some time to lift to her waist. “Sister-in-law isn’t wearing any underwear under her wedding dress? How lewd, seeking thrills at such a sacred wedding.” Ji Tong leaned over the back of the chair, his face perfectly aligned with Shi Yihan’s plump, white pussy. “And you’re so wet. Are you excited about the guests discovering that you’re not wearing any underwear?” “No! It’s not like that! It’s all because of you, all because of you!”