He lowered his head and looked at the red spot on Rong Yan's chest that had not been covered. He reached out and touched it. Feeling Rong Yan's slight tremble, he smiled and said, "
"Little girl, if I really did something to you, would you still be able to get out of bed and walk now? And he's still in such good spirits? You're looking down on your husband too much."
Rong Yan's face was so hot that she could fry an egg on it. She reached out and pinched Liancheng Yazhi's waist. "Yingluo, why wasn't I wearing any clothes when I woke up? Where are my clothes?"
Liancheng Yazhi said self-righteously, " clothes? of course, I took them off. Who else do you think it could be? or, who do you think it was? "
"I didn't think about it," Rong Yan replied.
Liancheng Yazhi pinched Rong Yan's face. you can only sleep comfortably without your clothes on. Did you not sleep well last night? "
