"Baby, why aren't you ready yet?" He knocked on the door, his voice low.
Gu Qibao did not respond, she calmly got dressed, her lips so curled they could hang an oil bottle.
"Answer me, Gu Qibao!" Di Mingjue knocked on the door again.
Gu Qibao still didn't say anything and continued to calmly brush her hair. She didn't want to pay him any mind.
She didn't want to have anything to do with him!
Bang! An impatient Di Mingjue kicked the door open, frightening the still combing Gu Qibao.
"What's your problem?" Gu Qibao glared at him angrily.
Seeing that Gu Qibao was fine, Di Mingjue sighed with relief. But seeing her still combing her hair, he felt a wave of frustration.
"Baby, come here." Di Mingjue walked up to her, ignoring her protests, "Hubby wants to speak with you."
"Let go of me!" Gu Qibao tried to pull away and shake off his hand to sit angrily on the sofa.
"Don't sit on the sofa. I'll carry you to the bed." Di Mingjue picked her up as he spoke.
