"Why... why would I kick you, could it be that you're going to do something bad, or bully someone?"
Zhao Lingfei asked quietly again.
Zhao Rong frowned, "Qing Jun, for the baby's sake."
Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and then her teeth, "Alright, but husband, you can't overdo it... you know I'm ticklish."
Zhao Rong nodded and reached out to start taking off his clothes.
The groom's outfit was a bit troublesome to remove.
Little Qian'er silently got up and took the initiative to help him untie his belt.
Zhao Rong lowered his head, reached out and patted the obedient little girl's head, then his hand reached down to feel the material of her pure white apron.
He was very familiar with this apron, didn't expect Qing Jun to put it on little Qian'er.
At this moment, the trembling voice of a certain innocent-minded girl beside them came.
"Why are you suddenly taking off your clothes?"
"What a little fool." Zhao Rong didn't look at the lady, he muttered a sentence.
