Watching him acting all flirty, frivolous, and shamelessly conceited, Di Jinxuan couldn't help but want to tease him.
She intentionally widened her innocent eyes and said weakly, "No, actually, I just wanted to ask how much it costs."
Nangong Jin: "..."
"Ah, ah, ah, my wife, you're really killing the mood!" the randy, frivolous, and shameless old man complained desperately.
But at that moment, Di Jinxuan leaned in, rose on her tiptoes, and planted a kiss on his lips.
He was instantly healed, excitedly wrapped his arms around Di Jinxuan's waist, sealed her lips with a fierce kiss, turned around, and with passionate vigor, pushed her into the corner for an enthusiastic wall-slam.
Di Jinxuan was overwhelmed by his kiss and had no choice but to surrender, "Alright, stop messing around."
Yet he pressed against her forehead, panting seriously, and tenderly caressing her cheek, he said, "Wife, why don't we pledge our lives to each other right here?"
