"Why do I feel like I'm wearing a strange-colored hat?"
Zhao Rong lightly smacked his lips, watching the three women cuddling nearby.
Qing Jun, Xiaoxiao, and Qian'er were whispering secrets, curiously touching each other.
For example, little Qian'er was feeling the new sister's ears and waist... as if she wouldn't give up, searching for fox ears and a fox tail...
Qing Jun, on the other hand, was a bit more reserved, but she smiled more than Zhao Rong had seen tonight, occasionally reaching out to tidy Su Xiaoxiao's hair and clothes as she cozied up and acted playful in her arms. Her gaze at Xiaoxiao had a touch of helplessness.
Qing Jun's reaction made Zhao Rong feel both 'cuckolded' and slightly relieved.
Meanwhile, Su Xiaoxiao clung dependently to Lingfei sister's chest, sweetly calling out, "Sister! Sister!"
Her voice was soft and sweet.
As if she could never tire of calling.
