Having wrung Su Wen dry in the chosen bedroom, Liu Die finally clawed back a bit of ground.
"Tell me the truth, you getting such a big house, is it because you're planning to have Ding Yingying and the others move in?" Liu Die had already had her share of surprises for the day and was slowly returning to a state of normalcy.
Su Wen didn't expect Liu Die to suddenly bring up this topic and was momentarily at a loss for a suitable line of defense.
Seeing Su Wen's reaction, Liu Die knew she had guessed correctly, and instead of aiming for the tender flesh at Su Wen's waist, her hand went straight for his weak spot.
Startled, Su Wen jumped up from the bed, "Damn it, are you trying to murder your own husband?"
"You good-for-nothing, others keep one beauty in a golden house, and you, on the other hand, plan to stuff them all into one room?" Liu Die picked up a pillow and threw it at Su Wen, who had dodged to the side of the bed.
