"Honey, aren't you cold arguing with me with nothing on? Put your clothes on and come out first, otherwise if you catch a cold, I'll feel awful,"
"Get away, you two-faced big bad guy, I just won't wear it, I'll just catch a cold, and it will all be your fault," Song Weiyi kicked the door and shouted loudly.
Pei Yibai was amused by her words, never expecting his wife to be so "resolute."
His gaze wandered over the nightgown in his hands; considering how timid Song Weiyi was, he doubted it was her own idea to buy this during her shopping trip with Zhao Mengmeng.
Pei Yibai certainly didn't want their private matters to be known to a third party.
But the few nightgowns Zhao Mengmeng suggested they buy had indeed won his heart.
