"Be good, let's talk after you come down." He looks up, smiles at her—a smile both handsome and tender.
Knowing that this was what Di Mingzhe meant, Di Jinxuan didn't argue and just suddenly smiled with a hint of coyness yet as proud as a queen, "Okay, then carry me down."
"Wow." As soon as these words came out, the gang of brothers under Nangong Jin's command was the first to marvel, starting to tease, "Man, Boss is being flirted with."
"Boss, go for it, go for it, go for it!"
The crowd's cheering was mighty, and having blurted it out, Di Jinxuan suddenly found herself blushing because of the commotion.
Since when did she start acting coquettishly towards Nangong Jin so carelessly, regardless of the situation or the audience?
Amidst the cheering, Nangong Jin smiled, slightly bowed his head, nodded, looked up, his peach-blossom eyes shimmering, "Wait for it, this is something hubby loves to do."
