"N-No, it's nothing." Zhao Min blushed, but she reacted quickly and soon found an excuse to brush it off.
After comforting Consort Han for a while, she finally persuaded her to leave. Once the door was shut, Zhao Min snorted irritably. "Come out."
Song Qingshu emerged sheepishly. "You sisters-in-law seem pretty close."
Zhao Min rolled her eyes at him. "You saw everything just now?"
"Saw what?" Song Qingshu straightened his expression and hurriedly denied it.
"Was hers bigger, or mine?" Zhao Min asked directly.
Song Qingshu froze, then answered instinctively, "She only looks about the same as you because she had a child and needs to nurse. When you have a child in the future, you'll definitely be even more..."
Only halfway through did he realize what he had said. Seeing her icy expression, he could not continue.
"So you really did see it." Zhao Min gritted her teeth.
Song Qingshu felt equally aggrieved. "I'm innocent too. It wasn't like I wanted to peek. Who knew she'd start taking off her clothes in the middle of talking?"
"Enough, enough." Zhao Min was irritated. "Don't let my sister-in-law find out about this, and don't let my brother find out either. Otherwise, he might kill you."
"Your brother can't beat me anyway," Song Qingshu muttered.
"That's my brother! Even if he can't beat you, you still have to call him Brother." Zhao Min glared fiercely at him. "Besides, if this gets out, how are you supposed to face my family afterward?"
Song Qingshu pulled her back into his arms. "Minmin really does care about me."
Zhao Min had still been somewhat angry, but she could not withstand his shameless wandering hands. Her body soon softened.
"We were interrupted earlier. How about we continue?" Song Qingshu leaned close and kissed her earlobe.
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