Their gazes finally settled on an even level, saving him the effort of slightly lowering his head and her from having to tilt hers upward for them to make eye contact. He was worried it would tire her.
Di Xiaxia felt instantly embarrassed. Damn, this posture, this tone, big brother, what on earth are you trying to do!
Uh.
She felt like she’d thought sothing dirty!
Facepalm, facepalm. There’s no way big brother could be that kind of person, right!
He’s so upright, right, right!
"Hmm?" Seeing that she didn’t answer, Di Mingzhe reached out and lifted her chin, tirelessly continuing to question her.
Dammit, Di Xiaxia panicked—this question he was asking was really hard to answer!
Di Xiaxia thought for a mont, her face red and her ears hot, and said, "Very much, very much."
"How much is ’very much’?" Di Mingzhe placed his hands on both sides of the counter, leaning close and pressing towards her.
Di Xiaxia: "..."
Damn, this is just not ending, is it!
Since when did big brother start talking so much, digging so deep into a single question!
Di Xiaxia felt too weak to ridicule, really not wanting to entertain his question which had no depth at all.
But Di Xiaxia, unlike Gu Qibao, wasn’t so clever and witty. She had always been a straightforward girl, the kind who’d murmur complaints but if you asked her sothing, she would answer honestly.
Actually, that made her seem sowhat naively simplistic.
Di Mingzhe liked her just the way she was, which is why he enjoyed asking her like this.
Di Xiaxia, her face red, seriously thought about it and answered honestly and straightforwardly, "Hmm, I think about it when I walk, during class, after class, in the restroom, at als, anyti it’s not inappropriate to think about it!"
"Really?" Di Mingzhe raised his eyebrows, clearly very pleased with her answer.
"Yeah." Di Xiaxia blinked and nodded, her words being bluntly honest.
"Good girl, too." Di Mingzhe’s deep eyes darkened as he reached his hand through her hair, slightly tilting his head, and delivered a hot, passionate kiss.
Di Xiaxia found herself flustered by his seduction, her face as red as a shrimp.
Yet his kisses were gently lingering, bit by bit.
"Big, big brother..." Di Xiaxia stamred, half-pushing him away, shyly saying, "Don’t do this, soone might co soon."
"They won’t." Di Mingzhe took her sowhat struggling hand, interlocking their fingers.
He leaned his face close to hers, their foreheads touching, their noses brushing against each other as he spoke in a deep, gentle voice, "I’ve asked everyone to leave, no one will disturb us."
He was always particular about his private space and after being with Di Xiaxia, he beca even more so, having already inford the butler.
Whenever he and Di Xiaxia were at ho, aside from al tis, he didn’t want anyone around.
So, when he returned, he greeted everyone, and the household staff would just withdraw, without his orders, even the main hall would be like his bedroom, no one would dare to disturb.
Moreover, the main hall was just equipped like a vice president’s, with great privacy, unlike an ordinary family hall.
Once the doors of the main hall were shut, you absolutely couldn’t see anything from the outside, though from the inside you could see out.
And the glass of the main hall was all bulletproof and blast-resistant; not bullets, nor even explosives could do more than possibly crack it.
So they were completely undisturbed here, especially since this was the kitchen, not even in the main hall.
Upon hearing Di Mingzhe’s words, Di Xiaxia instantly beca embarrassed, her face looking like it was about to catch fire.
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