"Stop it!" Gu Qibao pushed him away, her face flushing. "Oh my, Mr. Di, can you stop always pulling this same stunt, it's not fresh anymore!"
Every time it was like this, she was bored of this routine.
Upon hearing her words, Di Mingjue was a bit lost, his heart started to pound. Damn it, his wife actually thought his routine was not fresh, not exciting anymore!
"Darling, shall we try something exciting, then?"
Di Mingjue raised his brow leisurely and without a second word, he reached out to unrobe her.
"Stop it." Gu Qibao, cheeks flushed, swatted his hand away. "I'm talking about serious matters here."
"Isn't this serious?"
Di Mingjue retorted.
"What I meant was not this kind of 'serious matter'." Gu Qibao decisively grabbed his hand, hurriedly saying, "I'm speaking about the competition, the competition."
"Didn't we already talk about that?" Di Mingjue frowned slightly.
"You're really going to participate?" Gu Qibao looked at him, overjoyed.