"Life is full of different experiences." Di Mingjue held her in his arms, "You need to learn to adapt."
Gu Qibao nodded in agreent, then suddenly added, "But I still find the baby scary."
"Why?" Di Mingjue asked.
"They’re so fragile." Gu Qibao shook her head, "I’m always scared I might accidentally harm them."
"Do you want to have a baby?" Di Mingjue asked, a teasing smile on his lips.
"No." Gu Qibao shook her head decisively, feeling it was too early!
"We can wait a few years then." Di Mingjue gently patted her head.
But Gu Qibao thought she saw a hint of disappointnt flicker across his face, only to vanish quickly.
"Husband, do you really want a baby?" Gu Qibao suddenly asked. She rembered that last ti Di Mingjue had told her that he wanted a baby with her, and had even not used protection. Unfortunately, though, she hadn’t gotten pregnant.
"I’m content as long as I have you." Di Mingjue gave her a look; his eyes shining brightly.
In fact, he also wanted to enjoy their life as a couple for a little while longer before considering having a child.
His words ward Gu Qibao and she laughed, saying boldly, "As long as we have the production equipnt, we’re not afraid of not having a product!"
Di Mingjue thought that having such a bold wife left no room for overthinking about having kids. She was definitely going to be a super-pregnant woman and a hot mama.
Thinking about her going through wind and rain for a child, he felt a tinge of lancholy.
That day, Fang Hao called them ho for dinner. After work in the afternoon, Di Mingjue took Gu Qibao ho.
When they returned ho, it was just a simple family dinner with no outsiders — just the Di family.
Seeing Gu Qibao, Di Jinxuan eagerly waved her over, "Sister-in-law, co, sit next to ."
Gu Qibao scampered over, then made a face, "No thanks, I’m sitting with my husband."
Speechless, Di Jinxuan felt like she had been caught off guard by Gu Qibao’s display of affection.
But Gu Qibao was just teasing Di Jinxuan; she didn’t really insist on sitting with her husband even during als.
After joking with Di Jinxuan, Gu Qibao ran into the kitchen to see if Fang Hao needed any help.
Although the house had servants and chefs, Fang Hao preferred to personally cook a few dishes, which always tasted superb.
"Tsk tsk," marveled Di Jinxuan, looking at Di Mingjue, "Big brother, how did you manage to ta the shrew, Gu Qibao? Look at how considerate your wife is, even offering to help mom in the kitchen."
Di Mingjue raised an eyebrow in reply, "I bet she just wants to sneak a bite."
Sure enough, Gu Qibao was in the kitchen, relishing a braised goose leg with her chopsticks.
"How’s the taste, Xiaoqi?" Fang Hao asked excitedly, "Do you like it? I made the marinade myself."
"It’s just fantastic!" Gu Qibao said, oil saring her lips, "Mom, you’re truly amazing. I have never tasted such delicious braised food."
"Really?" Fang Hao bead. Like all cooks, she loved hearing praise for her food.
"Of course, it’s true!" Gu Qibao nodded, then blushed a little and asked, "Can I take so ho later? I feel like having so while watching TV in the evening."
"Of course, you can. I’ve cooked a lot. You and Mingjue can take this one ho for dinner." Fang Hao pointed at the golden and fragrant braised goose in the pot, speaking excitedly.
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