Now he was curious to see how long that person's good temper and self-control would last.
Hearing Gu Qibao's puzzled question, Fang Hao cast a glance at Di Mingzhe, noticing that his face looked quite unpleasant.
Fang Hao was a little bit confused, could it be that they didn't... last night?
Gu Qibao turned her head in confusion to look at Fang Hao, who pulled her closer, whispered in her ear, "Even when your Sister Xiaxia had her hand injured, she still kept partying. Would you say that's tiring or not?"
Gu Qibao instantly blushed, oh my, that's such a profound metaphor!
Partying even with an injured hand!
That's totally reckless!
Gu Qibao nodded in agreement, sighed, "That indeed must be exhausting."
Fang Hao pursed her lips, "You bet."