Love You for the Rest of My Life novel Chapter 411

Chapter 411: Chapter 412: Is it interesting to keep fooling him?

Big Brother is just like that, you’ll never guess his next move, or his next words!

His composure is enough to drive anyone insane, like mom always said, even if bandits come to the door, he still would never seem flustered.

But this composed demeanor has an intriguing charm, it piques your curiosity.

It’s like your whole heart has been scratched by a cat. I especially want to tear apart his composure to see exactly what he’s trying to conceal.

Is he hiding something, or does he truly not care?

The itching curiosity is truly maddening, but I can’t go mad.

"Oh," Di Xiaxia dropped her head in defeat and smiled awkwardly, "I was just kidding, don’t take it to heart."

"Hmm." Di Mingzhe replied seriously, then remained silent.

Di Xiaxia is speechless and filled with tears, do you know this feeling?

It’s like punching into cotton. Do you understand? Do you understand?

I feel an odd sensation of discomfort, even though I don’t even have balls.

Well, whatever, I don’t care anymore to inflict on what’s in Big Brother’s mind, why should I ponder, why stress over it.

As long as he treats me well, that’s enough, since he is my big brother, to be nice to me is the way it should be.

When they returned to their private room, the Di family’s three brothers and Nangong Jin sat at the poker table, Gu Qibao, Nangong Ran, Di Jinxuan, and Shi Mo were the only ones left outside.

When Di Xiaxia returned, she laid on the sofa like a lifeless body, she lost her excitement.

I said I wouldn’t think about Big Brother’s thoughts, why the heck am I still thinking about it?

I’m just so irritated!

Gu Qibao and the others were playing dice. Shi Mo didn’t know how, so Di Jinxuan was teaching him. It was his first time playing, and he was losing dreadfully.

Nangong Jin gave him an exasperated look, I’m not rushing, but you only beat me and only me. Damn it! Is playing like this even fun?!

"I thought you didn’t play cards?" Nangong Jin continued looking at him suspiciously.

"I play occasionally," Di Mingzhe said casually, picking up Nangong Jin’s discarded card. Then he won again.

Nangong Jin felt like choking on blood.

Di Mingchen timely handed over a cup of tea and laughed elegantly, "Here, cool down."

Nangong Jin had to force a smile, but he still had to continue playing. Damn it!

Isn’t Di Mingjue usually regarded as the gambling god? Why hasn’t he been winning today!

Damn it, he’s definitely been screwed over by the three brothers!

But it’s not like he can fight back.