Zhao Rong blinked and lay back.

"Ahem, madam."

"What are you doing?"

"What you wear looks really good." Zhao Rong praised in a coquettish manner: "I have never seen this red bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks. Is it your first time wearing it? It fits well, but it's a bit narrow and...

…The whole thing is standing up.”

He said with concern: "But your waist and belly are exposed, I'm afraid you will catch a cold..."

Zhao Lingfei covered his mouth and said, "You are not allowed to say that."

Zhao Rong stopped immediately, broke away from her hand, and said with a strong voice: "Madam, this is a fact you can't hide. The truth cannot be killed. I must say something... My wife has a really good figure."

.”

"Paired with your figure-flattering bellyband and sexy pants, it's perfect."

Zhao Lingfei couldn't help but laugh, then put on a pretty face, then smiled again, then put on a straight face.

Faintly seeing the raised corners of the woman's lips above him, Zhao Rong secretly thought that something was going on, and continued to speak in a serious tone:

"With a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for? Madam, I suggest you loosen my neck first and let me stand up, or just lie down and turn your head so that I can take a closer look and gain some knowledge. Madam, let me

This perfect figure of yours should be engraved in your mind."

"Uh-huh." She pressed the corners of her lips, not sure whether it was okay or not.

After being coaxed by him, although I still found the bad guy 'disgusting', I was no longer as shy as when I first faced him face to face.

Thinking of this, the woman's tightly held legs relaxed slightly.

The strength of the hand holding his head also slowly relaxed a little.
Chapter completed!