Nangong Jin watched her like this, montarily becoming entranced.
This was his first ti venturing into a relationship, the first ti getting used to a woman, the first ti liking and falling in love with a woman.
Seeing her expression like this, feeling her intense care and concern for him, he was moved in the mont.
Di Jinxuan was a woman who made him feel settled, comfortable, safe, and often moved him.
Although she did not speak of it, much tolerance was evident in the small details.
Nangong Jin fixatedly stared at her face, montarily falling into an addiction.
"Master Jin, your wine." It was not until the waiter spoke up that Nangong Jin snapped back to reality.
He turned his head toward the waiter, nodded, and gestured with his hand, "Alright, no need for you to wait on us here, you may go. Without my instruction, do not co to disturb us."
"Yes." The waiter respectfully bowed his head and politely said, "Master Jin, Miss Xuanxuan, enjoy your al."
Nangong Jin nodded, "Go ahead, take the tip as you see fit, just add it to the bill."
"Thank you, Master Jin." The waiter left happily.
Nangong Jin turned his gaze back to Di Jinxuan, his eyes warmly on her as he spoke, his gorgeous voice carrying so elegance, "Wife..."
"Let’s eat first." Di Jinxuan interrupted Nangong Jin’s words.
She thought that Nangong Jin did not want to answer the questions about Miao Wu, and couldn’t help feeling a bit self-reproachful.
"Alright, let’s eat first, and I’ll tell you afterward," Nangong Jin nodded, suggesting they start eating for fear that Di Jinxuan was hungry.
Di Jinxuan said nothing, burying her head in eating, her whole attention was on the food without looking at Nangong Jin, as if feeling guilty or perhaps a bit scared.
Love always makes people feel this way; if there’s no fear of loss, then it can hardly be called love.
Nangong Jin also remained silent, lifting his goblet and lazily leaning back onto the sofa, sipping wine while watching Di Jinxuan eat.
He was in a good mood, his peach blossom eyes slightly squinted, a playful smile hanging from the corner of his lips, irresistibly charming.
He kept on drinking without eating. Eventually, Di Jinxuan looked up and asked, "Aren’t you eating?"
"I’m watching you eat," Nangong Jin licked his lips, the smile at the corner of his mouth growing wider, he leisurely added, "Eating you will be enough later."
Di Jinxuan’s face turned red, and she lowered her eyelids without responding.
In her opinion, this probably presaged Nangong Jin’s deflection; he certainly did not want to talk.
Holding this thought, even the top-grade delicacies beca difficult to swallow.
Di Jinxuan had only eaten a little before putting down her fork and knife and reached for a napkin to wipe her mouth.
"Are you full?" Nangong Jin raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"Mhm." Di Jinxuan nodded, said nothing more, but picked up her goblet and gulped down a large glass of red wine.
Nangong Jin’s eyes widened, damn, wife, so straightforward!
Nangong Jin couldn’t help but laugh, truly a cute little woman, just like her few brothers, seemingly brooding but keeping it inside without speaking.
To cover it up, she drank wine; the key point being, she’s so silly, it’s all written on her face yet she still tries to hide it, truly adorably silly.
Nangong Jin’s heart instantly lted, he really liked, really liked this feeling of Di Jinxuan caring about him.
She obviously really wanted to know, but because she cared about him, she forced herself to hide it, this feeling really was sweet to the bone.
Nangong Jin smirked mischievously, picked up the wine pitcher and poured her another glass, raised an eyebrow, "Wife, want another glass?"
Di Jinxuan glanced at him and, without saying a word, picked it up and gulped it down again.
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