Zhao Rong could see from the bulging shape on the outside of the quilt that Qingjun seemed to be curled up in the quilt with his hands on his knees.

Zhao Lingfei did not answer Zhao Rong's question.

She said: "There is one thing, you... please tell me honestly."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Rong straightened his back and looked at his nose and heart, "Madam, feel free to ask!"

"You...except for the 'accident' you had with a divorced girl named Luo Xiu when you were in a coma, did you...did you pass through the fishy smell in advance?" Zhao Lingfei whispered.

"Absolutely not!" Zhao Rong said firmly.

"Really not?" She said in a suspicious tone, "Husband, let me tell you the truth again. Did you secretly get the innocent body of Xiaoxiao or that girl from the Su family before Qian'er and I? Or did you secretly get it?

What unclean fireworks place have we been fooling around in?"

Zhao Rong frowned and immediately shook his head.

"Really not. I can tell you this, except for the accident of Luo Xiu Nuxia, in this life, and even in the previous life, so far, I have only performed this Zhou Gong ceremony with you and Qian'er, absolutely not

I went to some messy place and hung out with other women..."

He couldn't help but sigh, and said with a sincere face:

"Even that time with Luo Xiu, I was in a coma, confused, and had no memory of the process. So in a sense, husband and I last night were just like you, it was our first night, a very unforgettable first time...

…”

Zhao Rong said seriously: "Qingjun, husband, I'm really a little angry, why do you doubt me like this..."

Zhao Lingfei couldn't help it anymore and stretched out her pink fist from the bed to hit him hard.

"Asshole!" She buried her head deeply and said with shame and anger: "Then why were you so skilled last night? You also know so many tricks to torment people!"

"..." Zhao Rong.
Chapter completed!