C195 You Want to Murder Your Husband Huh?

Seeing the little girl being so alert, even if Tang Zhishen wanted to, he didn't dare.

If he angered the little ancestor and made his parents squabble with a single scream, then he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

"Sure, proper massage."

As the man spoke, he lay down on the bed, his eyes still carrying a bit of obscure meaning.

Yu Xiaoguo curled her lips