Gu Qibao seemed to have remembered something. She clumsily climbed up and crawled to the other side of the bed, picking up the fallen piece of paper.
Her eyes suddenly filled with surprise. Was the person on the paper her?
Although it was a simple sketch, it was very vivid!
Honestly, it made her look quite beautiful.
The liveliness and vitality on the paper, her mischievous eyes, perky nose, and slightly pouted mouth.
Gu Qibao covered her mouth. So beautiful!
Oh my, she didn't expect Mr. Di to have such a talent!
After carefully examining the sketch, she looked at Di Mingjue. He was laying casually on the bed, seeming noble but with a touch of laziness.
Gu Qibao, eyes gleaming, dove over, "Hubby, is this a sketch of me?"
"No." Di Mingjue answered with a hint of a smile, lightly playing with her hair.
Gu Qibao widened her eyes, looked at the paper again, then glared at him, "Stop kidding, this clearly looks like me. No one else is this beautiful!"
