Feeling the little woman's gaze resting upon him, Nalan Ye Jue couldn't suppress a smile as he looked at the road ahead: "Is the little wife not getting enough of gazing at her husband?"
Qin Xin's face reddened: "Of course not."
She hurriedly turned her face to look out the car window.
Nalan Ye Jue slightly curled his lips: "If the little wife likes, why not accompany the husband to an event tomorrow?"
Qin Xin lazily replied: "What event?"
Nalan Ye Jue: "It's a design competition, you should be interested too."
Qin Xin's eyebrows slightly twitched, her voice still lazy: "Not going."
Nalan Ye Jue continued to entice her: "I'm a judge; at that time, the little wife can sit in the guest seat and openly admire your man on stage."
Qin Xin: "..."
Ahem, ahem, she wasn't lovesick.
"Too lazy to go," she said.
Nalan Ye Jue said nothing more, thinking to himself, it seems he needs to find more things that interest the little wife to distract her from the matter regarding Xiangxiang.
