But who is the little girl?

We just occupied the high ground where Zhao Lingfei could bow her head. How could she come down so easily?

"Humph, brother Rong'er, you are protecting the young lady and speaking for her."

Zhao Qian'er wrinkled her little nose, "And the same goes for those poems. You wrote so many to her when I was away. No, you must not forget the compensation you mentioned before."

She put her hands around Zhao Rong's arm and hugged him tightly, as if she was afraid that he would default on his debt.

Concubine Zhao Ling, who had recovered, narrowed her eyes when she saw this scene, and looked at this personal maid carefully.

Since bringing her to see Brother Rong'er today, this little girl seems to have become extra naughty, a little different from the past, and has been jumping up and down to fight against him.

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded, "I won't forget it."

As he spoke, he twitched his right arm calmly, and suddenly, he finally took it back and was no longer held by Qian'er.

Zhao Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at his wife.

Zhao Qianer is quite satisfied with the rights and interests she has won.

But at this moment, Brother Rong'er withdrew his hand and kept looking at the young lady's face, which made her teeth itch.

Suddenly, the little girl nodded and muttered as if talking to herself:

"No, I have to go back and check carefully to see if there is anything else missing in someone's wardrobe besides the little clothes above. Well, it's very possible..."

Zhao Lingfei's pretty face darkened.

Zhao Rong opened his eyes.

In addition to the above, what else can be missing? Put together the next set?

"Zhao Qian'er!"

This time, Zhao Lingfei's face was as white as snow and she didn't say much nonsense. She just stepped forward and tore this skinny girl's mouth open.

"Well." Zhao Qian'er shrank her head and hurriedly hid behind Zhao Rong, using him as a cover. "Brother Rong'er, save me, wu wu, the lady is going to kill someone and silence her again."

Zhao Rong smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Auntie, can't you stop teasing Qingjun? Do you dare to touch her tiger's beard again?"

However, he still acted like a peacemaker, protected the eager little girl behind him, and stopped the angry lady.

"Stop making trouble, stop making trouble, Qingjun, don't be like Qian'er, she is just a girl who doesn't understand anything..."

Zhao Qian'er leaned on Brother Rong'er's broad shoulders and hid behind him.

She had a happy face and happily held the corner of his clothes.

Then, the little girl raised her chin towards her young lady, feeling a little proud.

"Zhao Ziyu!"

Zhao Lingfei suddenly scolded, and the movements of her delicate body also stopped.

Her autumn eyes gently closed, and the narrow slits of her eyes fell on Zhao Rong's face.

Danger!

Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched.

He looked at the lady who called him by his first name and was obviously angry, and remained silent.

What Zhao Rong didn't expect was that Zhao Lingfei's tone softened again, but what she said...

"Husband, get out of the way."

Her voice was soft and gentle.

Zhao Rong immediately got out of the way without even thinking about it.

He quickly walked to Zhao Lingfei's side and looked at Qian'er with her.

He stood firmly on his wife's side.

Zhao Rong said earnestly: "Qian'er, although you don't understand many things, you can't talk nonsense. You must be responsible for your own words. Ahem, Qingjun, are you right?"

He took another look at the lady's face, which seemed to be a half-smile but not a smile, which was difficult to do.

Zhao Qian'er: "......"

Today, the little girl was held by a man for the first time, and for the first time, she deeply understood the meaning of what the sisters said, "Men are all big pigs."

Woo hoo hoo, Rong'er brother is also a big pig's trotters, stinky Rong'er brother...

The little girl's peach blossom eyes were staring blankly at the heartless man, with some tears in her eyes.

Zhao Rong blinked.

He couldn't bear to look away and reached out to hold Qingjun's hand.

Zhao Lingfei snorted softly and twitched her hand.

Zhao Rong retracted his hand angrily and tried again but failed. Xiao Qian'er is sorry, I can't save you...

Zhao Lingfei squinted at her husband, who was completely obedient and obedient, but she didn't say anything.

The next second.

She teleported away to teach her personal maid a lesson for being particularly disobedient today.

Zhao Qian'er: "Miss, don't come over here! Wuwuwu..."

Zhao Rong stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

However, a pair of curious eyes still appeared from between his fingers.

Hiss, it turns out that this is how women ‘fight’…

Not long after.

The drama of the mistress cleaning up, relying on the male master's favor to become unscrupulous, mischievous, and having sex with the maid is over.

From the perspective of Zhao Rong, who was watching with a breath, the whole process could be condensed into one word and four tones.

Zhao Qian'er: "Woooooo!"

Zhao Qian'er: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?"

Zhao Qian'er: "Woooooo~"

Zhao Qian'er: "Woo, woo, woo..."

At this moment.

Zhao Rong glanced at Qian'er, who was following Zhao Lingfei obediently like a wilted eggplant, and felt a little apologetic.

His eyes fell on the little girl's seemingly rounder face, and he said in a tentative tone:

"Are you okay Qian'er?"

Saying that, Zhao Rong stretched out his hand to touch it.

Snapped!

Zhao Qian'er clapped the hand of the unfaithful Han Rong'er brother and glared at him, "Brother stinky Rong'er, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Um?"

Zhao Lingfei, who was walking in front, turned her face to the back.

Zhao Qianer immediately became wilted again.

The little girl bowed her head to the evil forces, "Brother Rong'er, it's okay, wuwu, Qian'er is okay."

Zhao Rong looked worriedly at her little face again, which had just been rounded and squared by a bare hand like dough.

"Is it really okay?"

Zhao Qian'er looked at her round and red face and sniffed, "It's really...it's okay."

"That's good."

Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, a clear voice with a neither gentle nor serious tone suddenly came.

"Brother Rong'er, you left the school to find Qian'er, but why did you drag her to the street?"

Zhao Lingfei said softly.

Zhao Rong's breathing was slightly stagnant.

There was thunder in his chest, and his face was like a flat lake.

"Oh, it's like this. Just before I went out, I saw your back from a distance. I was a little curious about where you were going, madam. So after I went out, I saw Qian'er looking at this street corner, so I dragged her to find you.

Already."

Zhao Rong chuckled and replied.

Zhao Lingfei nodded slightly, her eyes fell on her husband's face, and she became quiet.

Zhao Rong's expression remained normal, but his heart was in a state of chaos.
To be continued...