Hearing the sounds of her slurping, Di Mingjue was not disgusted, but rather a bit heartbroken. The young girl must have suffered a lot since she went on her journey, and she had had to endure such an unforeseen catastrophe. He felt somewhat guilty.
Standing up, he poured a glass of red wine and gently shook it, took a sip and sat down next to her, gently arranging her hair and softly reminding her, "Eat slowly."
Gu Qibao nodded her head, and while scooping out a second bowl, she asked, "Husband, do you want some?"
Di Mingjue slightly raised his lips, gazing deeply at her and shook his head while holding a mouthful of red wine, "I’m not hungry, you eat."
"Really?" Gu Qibao blinked her eyes, offering the bowl to his lips, "But it’s delicious, you should try it."
Unable to refuse her hopeful gaze, Di Mingjue parted his lips and took a bite, immediately praising it, "Mmm, it tastes good, the whole pot is yours."
Gu Qibao: "..."
The whole pot!!
She was not a pig!
"Mr. Di, this is not how you feed." Gu Qibao rolled her eyes while drinking the porridge but secretly glanced around the room. The sight was overwhelmed with flowers that filled the air with fragrance.
The bedroom of Di Mingjue was decorated in pure European style, elegant and luxurious yet romantic. With all these flowers around, it felt indescribably lovely.
Her heart was filled with sweetness, knowing that all of this was given to her by Mr. Di.
His love was always there, within sight and reach, surrounding her with joy.
He promised to cherish her, and he indeed did so.
At the moment, he was sitting there quietly, his deep eyes sparkling like stars.



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