Leng Youchen reached out and tapped her nose, "If I'm not praising you, then who am I praising?"
Wei Anning opened her mouth and bit his finger, staring at him fiercely. Her warm, moist mouth enveloped the man's finger, and his gaze suddenly darkened, looking at her as if he wanted to devour her whole.
"Baby, if you keep looking at me like this, I won't be able to control myself."
Wei Anning's face flushed red, quickly letting go of his finger, "You scoundrel."
"If I remained indifferent to my wife's teasing, wouldn't I be letting you down?" Leng Youchen looked at her with a smile, making her feel embarrassed.
She turned her head away, "You bullied Chenchen today, so I'm punishing you. For the next week, you can't sleep with your wife; go sleep with your baby."
Leng Youchen's face immediately fell, raising both hands in a surrender gesture, "Wife, I know I'm wrong."
