However, Mo Jiuli and Di Minghan did not pick up their chopsticks. Di Minghan kept gazing at Mo Jiuli beside him, as if no amount of looking was enough, sitting there with a faint smile, seemingly not minding Di Minghan's gaze. In fact, the two of them were communicating telepathically...
"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have poisoned just now. Maybe I could have earned a token to splurge!" Mo Jiuli regretfully transmitted her thoughts.
"Wife, you can splurge as you like. I'm very rich!" Di Minghan said domineeringly. After all, he is a Demon God, so he does have money for such things.
"Sigh... Spending other people's money always feels more comfortable!" Mo Jiuli said.
"Hehe..." Di Minghan chuckled lightly in response.
"What are you laughing at?" Mo Jiuli asked, speechless.
"Because you said I'm your own, so I'm happy and laughing!" Di Minghan transmitted with a smile.
"Don't flatter yourself. I didn't say you're my own!" Mo Jiuli said intentionally.
