"You always say I'm a pervert," Gu Xiao said, his smile playful as he pointed at her. "Then who are you? You're the pervert's wife."
Qin Youbei: "..."
She felt an inexplicable, faint sadness.
Noises from tires contacting the road came from downstairs. Qin Youbei subconsciously glanced down. Wasn't that Zhang Xiuren's car? Had he come to see Grandma again?
Suddenly, she was pulled onto Gu Xiao's lap.
Gu Xiao reached out to turn her face toward him, forbidding any dissent, his eyes never leaving hers as he asked, "Who were you looking at?"
His voice was actually somewhat dangerous as he pinched her chin, pressed against her lips, and asked again, "Hmm, if not me, then who were you looking at?"
Gu Xiao lowered his voice, "Tell me, who were you looking at?"
All she did was glance a couple of times to make sure it was Zhang Xiuren, yet he got so worked up. Qin Youbei was somewhat speechless and also felt like laughing.