Chapter 21

Qiao, King of Hell, just what the hell! Why don't you take care of your own 'little brother' instead of blaming her for dressing scantily?

Please, this is her room, and of course she only wears a nightgown to bed.

Is that wrong too? And she clearly locked the door just now...

Damn! Qiao, King of Hell has a key!

When under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head, so Wen Meimei endured it and said, "Yes, I get it, can you let go of me now? My butt is about to bloom."

Qiao Chengxun silently withdrew and retreated under the bed.

Wen Meimei rubbed her butt as she got up, massaging it with some force, the pain lingering still.

No, she couldn't just let this go, she wasn't that weak!

She turned to glare at him and complained, "Do you think I'm a child?"

"Aren't you?"

"So what if I'm eight years younger than you, I'm still your wife, and you've even slept with me!"

"..." Qiao, King of Hell was left speechless by her words.