"You're really curious?" Nangong Jin raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah." Di Jinxuan nodded, her eyes practically sparkling.
Nangong Jin chuckled, pretending to think, "Well, if you make me happy, I'll tell you."
"You..." Di Jinxuan blushed, unable to resist playfully hitting his chest. "You're so improper, get off."
Nangong Jin caught her hand, his face flushed, blowing warm breath near her lips, his charming peach-blossom eyes mesmerizing, laughing, "I'm very proper, every word is proper."
"I don't believe you." Di Jinxuan blushed, "Alright, go brush your teeth and wash your feet."
"No." The older man, with a cheeky demeanor, flipped over and rolled on the bed decisively, "No washing, I want you to wash me."
Di Jinxuan: "..."
Damn it, he's really drunk, isn't he?
Di Jinxuan was helplessly amused.
Seeing it was getting late, Di Jinxuan finally said, "Okay, get up and brush your teeth first."
