Just as he approached, he heard Gu Qibao enthusiastically shouting, "Sister Xiaxia, you lost again, drink!"
Di Mingjue pushed aside Nangong Ran and pulled Gu Qibao into his arms, "Stinky gourd, have you figured out your major yet?"
"Not yet," Gu Qibao blinked, "The inspiration hasn't come yet."
Di Mingjue couldn't help but laugh, pinching her face, "I think you're so drunk now that inspiration will never come."
"No way!" Gu Qibao made a funny face, "I'll have inspiration after drinking some more."
"Alright then." Di Mingjue nodded, not stopping her, but whispered in her ear, "Drink less."
Drinking too much is always bad for the body, although he was fond of her carefree and happy demeanor.
"Okay." Gu Qibao nodded vigorously.
Di Mingjue sat quietly aside accompanying Gu Qibao; his gaze this time wasn't solely on Gu Qibao, it looked past her towards Di Xiaxia.
