When it comes to selling out her teammates, she has always been reassuring.

Zhao Rong: “…”

Zhao Lingfei: “…”

The latter was about to throw the water bag over, but turned around in shame and anger and kicked the little girl.

"Stinky Qian'er, shut up! You...ah!"

But just after Zhao Lingfei kicked Xiao Qian'er's butt, she seemed to realize that something was wrong. In her peripheral vision, her husband, who was staring at her in front of her, widened his eyes even more and swallowed as if he was even thirstier.

It turned out that she had kicked someone, causing her knees, which were originally closed, to open.

Concubine Zhao Ling quickly retracted her legs, but it was too late!

A dark shadow flashed before her eyes.

Then she first felt a heat at the ankle of the foot that was about to be retracted.

Then it tightened again.

Immediately, a tingling sensation like an electric shock spread from the ankles along the woman's slender legs to her waist.

Concubine Zhao Ling's entire lower body felt soft.

It was like a peerless swordsman being stabbed in the only vital spot by the enemy.

"Husband, you!"

Zhao Rong just caught a glimpse of the sudden appearance of the spring water, and he felt that his wife was simply going too far!

"I can do it myself."

So he quickly reached out and grabbed her ankle, pulling it again to prevent it from retracting.

Then Zhao Rong came like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, with a mountain pressing down on it.

Amid the two girls' exclamations, he rushed forward.

He hugged one with each hand and half pressed the two women under him.

Zhao Lingfei blushed and said, "You...you...come down!"

Xiao Qian'er: "Mmmmm."

"Qingjun, you are too slow to hand me the water. I will do it myself."

He squeezed in between the two young girls, and felt that he was surrounded by lotus arms, frost shoulders and snow-white hips...

Zhao Rong took a deep breath.

The tip of your nose is filled with a faint and alluring fragrance.

He held them left and right to prevent them from running away.

Finally, after a lot of tossing and turning, the beauty's rosy cheeks led to her moaning.

Zhao Rong lay down with his head resting on Zhao Lingfei's round and strong white legs, one hand firmly around Xiao Qian'er's slender waist, holding her tightly in his arms.

At the same time, his other hand flexibly went around the bend of Zhao Lingfei's left leg and grabbed the soft and delicate ankle of her right leg.

Zhao Rong blinked and said, "Qingjun, you are too sensitive. I have never noticed this sensitive area on your ankle before..."

Ding, the achievement value of the exploration and development of the Sword Fairy’s delicate body increases by one.

Concubine Zhao Ling called out urgently: "You are still talking! You are not allowed to say anything!"

The woman blushed and struggled to get the bad guy off her legs.

Zhao Rong grabbed her slender wrist and squeezed it with a little force.

The woman's body immediately softened and all the strength in her body disappeared.

There is no trace of the majesty of the darling girl of heaven who was famous for her aloofness and loneliness in the four prefectures of Taiqing.

She became a weak little wife who was completely controlled by her naughty husband.

"Don't move..."

Concubine Zhao Ling sat on the bed with her delicate body curled up, her tone as soft as her body.

Zhao Lingfei tried her best to bend and close her legs as Zhao Rong caught this sensitive area of ​​her body that she had just discovered.

Her two arms helplessly and powerlessly held the head of her husband on her legs.

Press and hold,

Don't let him look around or stretch his neck...

After all, the "cool wedding dress" she was wearing at this moment saved a lot of fabric for the Zhao family.

"OK."

Zhao Rong actually nodded readily and did not embarrass the shy lady.

He wore a bright red headband and a tight-fitting groom's suit, which made him look energetic and handsome, with a heroic face.

Zhao Rong lay on her lap leisurely.

"Madam, ah~"

He opened his mouth wide to ask for water.

Zhao Lingfei: “…”

After hesitating for a few moments, she bit her lip and handed the water bag over to feed her enemy.

But he waved his hand and pushed her hand back.

"Not this one, use this one."

Zhao Rong pointed at the water bag in Zhao Lingfei's hand, and then pointed at her red lips which were slightly pouting unconsciously.

Concubine Zhao Ling blushed and said, "Bad guy, you... you go to hell! Just forget it."

The woman pretended to hit him in the face with the water bag in her hand.

Zhao Rong laughed and immediately freed one hand and snatched the water bag filled with morning dew from Concubine Zhao Lingfei's hand.

He smiled and bit off the cork.

Look up,

Tipping,

Drink as much as you want.

All in one go.

At the end, he wiped the corners of his mouth.

He looks so cool that if you don't know him, you might think he is drinking wine.

There is no trace of the lazy guy who wanted his wife to feed him personally.

"My wife's water is really delicious to drink."

Zhao Rong blinked and spoke in a serious tone.

"Be careful, don't leak it on me." Concubine Zhao Ling pouted and complained.

"Ah, what, it's leaking? Where, where, it's leaking." Zhao Rong raised his head and looked around, searching on a pair of white thighs and fiery red silk panties, and said confidently, "Not a drop of my wife's water can be wasted."

Seeing that he was ready to attack at any time, Concubine Zhao Lingfei quickly hugged his head from her lap.

"You are not allowed to move."

"That water..."

"You are not allowed to drink either." She said with a fierce look.

"...Okay." Zhao Rong nodded seriously, and the amplitude of his nod was also a nod to his son's cafeteria.

Because he was lying on Concubine Zhao Lingfei's thighs, in order to prevent him from moving around or turning his head to look at her beautiful interior, she sat up and hugged his head, so her breasts were inevitably very close to him, separated by only a piece of material embroidered with mandarin ducks.

"You...you come down and don't rest your head on my legs." Concubine Zhao Ling looked stern and pinched his ear.

"It hurts, it hurts."

"Well, come down then."

"Okay." Zhao Rong stood up and tried to get off her legs, and at the same time wanted to turn his head to get a clear look at the full appearance of Zhao Lingfei who was so close to him.

He hadn't had enough of watching by the bed just now, but now that he was finally up close to her, he could appreciate the cool outfits of the eldest and second ladies, one in red and one in white.

"You...you...lie back down and don't get up."

The woman also realized something, but she was clumsy in words and changed her mind every day.

“…”

Zhao Rong blinked and lay back down.

"Ahem, my lady."

"What?"

"You look really good in it." Zhao Rong praised in a frivolous way, "I've never seen this red bellyband with mandarin ducks embroidered on it before. Is it your first time wearing it? It fits you well, but it's a little narrow, and it's... stretched out all over."

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

Concubine Zhao Ling covered his mouth and said, "You are not allowed to say it."

Zhao Rong immediately quit, broke free from her hand, and said firmly: "My wife, this is a fact you can't hide. The truth can't be killed. I must say one thing... My wife has a really good figure."

"It matches your figure-flattering bellyband and panties perfectly."

Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't help but smile, then she frowned, then smiled again, then frowned again.

Faintly seeing the corners of the woman's lips curled up, Zhao Rong secretly thought there was something going on, and continued in a serious tone, speaking confidently:

"With a wife like this, what else could 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 experience. Madam, let me engrave your perfect body in my mind."

"Hmm." She pressed the corners of her lips, not knowing whether to accept it or not.

After being coaxed by him, although I still felt that this bad guy was "annoying", I was no longer as shy as when we first met "face to face".

Thinking of this, the woman's tightly clasped breasts loosened a little.

The force of the hand pressing on his head also loosened a little.

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