Monster Hunter, start with a wife!

The night grew deeper.

When people are stressed, they always seem very busy.

After a short, inexplicable tidying up, Xia Chan pulled her sister aside and quietly talked for a moment before turning around and whispering in Ruan Qinghe's ear.

The sight of the three women together was particularly eye-catching, making Cheng Zhuo's heart itch with desire.

It was unclear what they were talking about, but Ruan Qinghe kept stealing glances at Cheng Zhuo, her ears turning bright red.

"I'm going to take a shower first."

Cheng Zhuo felt uncomfortable being stared at, so he simply ran away.

Anyway, he'd made up his mind that he absolutely had to figure out the reward mechanism for the "harmonious union" system tonight.

Deputy Director Gao Song's words made him feel inexplicably nervous.

He didn't want to be torn apart by the strange beasts of the Seven Star Ruins a year from now.

Even if he can enter the inner city, he may not be able to bring his younger siblings and the three women, including Ruan Qinghe, in with him.

Therefore, he must improve his strength as soon as possible.

A few minutes later.

Just as Cheng Zhuo finished washing up and came out, Ruan Qinghe was pushed inside by Xia Chan.

"My dear wife, go take a nice bath!"

Xia Chan chuckled, her heterochromatic eyes carrying a mischievous glint in her eyes, making her seem nothing like a blind person.

Ruan Qinghe didn't dare to look at Cheng Zhuo, as if she couldn't even walk properly anymore, and was pushed inside by Xia Chan while swaying unsteadily.

"Why are you sleeping on the floor here?"

Cheng Zhuo looked at the bedding spread out in the living room with surprise.

During the move in the afternoon, he had already added a large bed to the second floor of the mezzanine. Including the aisle distance between the two beds and the wardrobes on both sides, it was just enough to fill the space.

Xia Chan smiled and said, "Of course, it's for you and your first wife to consummate your marriage."

Cheng Zhuo suddenly realized: "You and your sister sleep downstairs?"

The cicadas nodded like chicks pecking at rice:

"Yes, yes, we've discussed it. Sister Ruan Qinghe and Brother Cheng are the right couple. We're just a burden after all..."

"Don't say you're a burden," Cheng Zhuo immediately interrupted.

"Okay, okay."

Xia Chan smiled and changed her words:

"My sister and I are, after all, concubines, so of course the first wife should consummate the marriage first. As for us, we can wait until tomorrow, or another day..."

Even Xia Chan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when she said this.

Cheng Zhuo nodded and said, "Alright, we'll do it your way."

"However..." Xia Chan's heterochromatic eyes darted around, and she added:

"But my sister said that if Brother Cheng needs her, she'll go up to him, sob sob..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xia Mo covered her mouth again.

"Xia Mo, could you teach me sign language when you have some free time? This little girl." Cheng Zhu shook his head and chuckled.

Xia Mo nodded repeatedly and raised her hand, gesturing for him to go up first.

Cheng Zhuo took a few steps up the narrow stairs.

The double-layered mattress was neatly laid out, and a red table lamp and a red summer quilt were placed at the head of the bed.

He didn't even notice how many festive little items there were when he moved today.

Cheng Zhuo sat down on the edge of the bed.

From his angle, he can see the bathroom door perfectly.

Warm light shone from inside the room, and the sound of water running from the bathroom could be clearly heard, a soft, gentle patter that, mixed with the surrounding crimson hues, gradually created a subtle and enchanting atmosphere.

Cheng Zhuo's heart started racing for no reason, and he was restless.

So he sat cross-legged and entered a meditative state.

Since it was fully activated, it has never been used even once.

Almost instantly, he felt a free-flowing warmth gradually condensing into his body. However, he could vaguely sense that he was absorbing the source energy very slowly.

There was a feeling that source energy was surging in wildly, but the internal channels of one's own source card were extremely narrow, making it impossible to absorb.

"It seems this is because the potential of the Origin Card is too low..."

Cheng Zhuo's brows furrowed involuntarily.

At this rate of improvement, he estimated that within a year, let alone dealing with the Seven Star Ruins, he would be lucky to even reach the next level.

It seems that we can only hope to use the breathing technique after entering the Void Realm.

Soon.

The sound of water stopped.

After a few rustling sounds, Ruan Qinghe gently opened the bathroom door.

Xia Chan's cheerful voice came from downstairs. The three girls chatted about something for a while before the slow, clattering sound of someone climbing the stairs could be heard.

After hearing the noise.

Cheng Zhuo exited his meditative state and looked up to see Ruan Qinghe walking up to him.

Her hair was loosely wrapped in a towel, with water still dripping from the ends, which fell onto her white pajamas, creating patches of flesh-colored stains.

It was clear that the nightgown was new. Although loose, it was very light and sheer, barely covering her private parts, but not at all concealing her curvaceous and alluring figure. In particular, her fair and slender legs were completely exposed, gleaming with a warm jade-like luster in the dim light, making her incredibly tempting.

Ruan Qinghe noticed that Cheng Zhuo was staring intently at her, and the tips of her ears were already as red as ripe cherries.

She didn't even dare to look him in the eye, only clutching the hem of her skirt tightly, her words slurred:

"They said you should help me blow-dry my hair..."

Just as Cheng Zhuo was about to agree, he saw Xia Chan tiptoeing up to him.

She walked behind Ruan Qinghe, revealing her little tiger teeth mischievously:

"Sister Qinghe, this is how you should wear this dress..."

As she spoke, she hooked her fingertips around the neckline of Ruan Qinghe's pajamas and gently pulled it down. The neckline of the pajamas instantly slid down to Ruan Qinghe's arm, revealing her fair and smooth shoulders and collarbone.

A stunningly rounded curve is faintly visible, quite alluring.

"ah--"

Ruan Qinghe exclaimed in surprise and reached out as if to hit Xia Chan, but Xia Chan laughed and ran away.

Ruan Qinghe subconsciously wanted to pull her collar back, but after noticing Cheng Zhuo's burning gaze, her fingertips hovered over her collar, paused for half a second, and then withdrew.

"Come here, I'll blow-dry your hair."

Cheng Zhuo chuckled and patted the edge of the bed.

"well."

She bit her lip, her cheeks flushed, and sat sideways on the edge of the bed.

A delicate fragrance mingled with the steam wafted over.

Cheng Zhuo felt her heart skip a beat.

His gaze lingered on her damp collarbone, then unconsciously drifted downwards, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly...

"call--"

Cheng Zhuo let out a soft breath to calm herself down, then picked up the hair dryer from the bedside table.

His fingers gently ran through her long, dark hair, the movement very light. Occasionally, his fingertips brushed against Ruan Qinghe's neck, causing her to tremble slightly involuntarily, burying her chin even lower and softening her breathing.

As her hair gradually dried, Cheng Zhuo's movements slowed down.

When the hair dryer suddenly stopped, the small space became quiet.

They could clearly hear each other breathing between the two spaces.

A strong, enchanting atmosphere permeated the air...

There was only a brief silence.

Cheng Zhuo then moved forward, his arm encircling Ruan Qinghe's waist, his fingertips gently resting on her flat stomach—

He moved very gently, as if afraid of startling her.

Through the cool, loose pajamas,

Cheng Zhuo could clearly feel the delicate warmth of her skin.

There was also a sudden tension in my back.

Ruan Qinghe's slender fingers gripped her nightgown tightly, her knuckles turning white, and even her shoulders were tinged with red.

As if anticipating what was about to happen, she became so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands.

"Brother Cheng... Brother Cheng Zhuo..."

Her tone was hesitant, it was hard to tell whether she was nervous or shy.