Di Mingjue felt a surge of bitterness rising in his heart, my dear wife, do you think it’s appropriate to talk about the anus in front of your husband!
"You rascal. As a lady, you should speak more delicately."
Gu Qibao widened her eyes, "My expression is already very delicate, okay? Should I say butt, or the place where you poop?"
Di Mingjue grimaced with frustration, yanked her face closer, and grumbled, "What on earth did I see in you?"
"Hiss..." Gu Qibao bared her teeth and retorted defiantly, "You don’t poop?!"
Di Mingjue was utterly defeated by her.
Wife, didn’t we agree you would act like a sophisticated lady?
All those high-minded notions about being like a spring day, full of vitality, where’d they go?
Even contemplating those ideals gives Di Mingjue a headache.
Looking at Di Mingjue’s reaction, Gu Qibao couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Smugly placing her hands on her hips, she teased, "Husband, you must think I’m so down-to-earth, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Di Mingjue replied reluctantly, but his lips couldn’t help twisting upward into a smile. He pulled her into his embrace and said in a casual tone, "Wifey, please remember, you mustn’t stop taking your medicine. See how erratic your behavior becomes when you stop. This won’t do, sweetheart."
Gu Qibao chuckled delightfully. As she laughed, her small hand instinctively caressed Di Mingjue’s face.
Well, well, such a lovely skin texture, isn’t it?
Why is it that just seeing these adorable eyes relaxes me so?
I’m really grateful to you, Mr. Di.
You seem to be a completely different person now.
Gu Qibao gazed at him without blinking. This is her Mr. Di. She knew long ago that he was a man who appeared cold on the outside, but warm on the inside.


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