Su Nuo cackled with laughter, but in the next instant, her phone was snatched away—
"Hey! What are you doing?"
Her eyes widened as she glared at him, puffing her cheeks.
The man was wreathed in steam from his shower, the hazy mist making him look alluringly sexy. A pair of silver-rimmed glasses rested on his high-bridged nose, and his belted, black-and-white checkered pajamas gave him an air of austere self-control.
"...Am I not as interesting as your phone?" The man held her phone, his brow furrowed in frustration. A strange light flickered in his deep, dark eyes.
Su Nuo raised an eyebrow, a cocky smile playing on her lips. She shot him a flirtatious wink. "My god-like husband, have you so little confidence in yourself?"
Di Chi Yi got onto the bed and slowly closed in on her. His burning, dark eyes met hers, and he said nothing, just stared at her intensely.
"Wha... What are you doing?"
