Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Yun Bixue nodded in Xie Limo's arms, hugged him with both hands, hugged tightly, and wanted to hug the heaven and earth. He was really good. He knew what he was thinking every time.

Needless to say, he can do his best every time.

Yun Bixue was crying and laughing. She couldn't believe it. Looking at the villa in front of her, her heart could feel the tension and excitement.

Xie Limo gently lifted Yun Bixue's head and wiped her tears away, "Don't cry anymore."

Yun Bixue looked at Xie Limo's serious expression and smiled with a sneer. He slightly tilted his head and wiped his tears. "They are happy, they are not crying."

"Okay, it's not crying, it's also my fault to shed tears."

Yun Bixue held Xie Limo tightly, raised his head, and looked at her with sparkling eyes, because there were still traces of tears, and the stars were a little bit more beautiful.

"Her husband, you are the best."

Xie Limo thought that his efforts were effective, at least in the eyes of his wife, he was the best.

Of course, Xie Limo will also be happy because of such a sentence, the waves in his gorgeous eyes are full of light, and the smile is strong.

He pulled Yun Bixue out of his arms and changed to hold her hand, "Go, go in."

"Well." She also wanted to look inside. These days, after waking up at midnight, she still misses the place originally, here is home, with the best memories of her and him.

"Xie Shao, good young lady." The servants greeted the two.

Yun Bixue looked at it. Although some of these people were not the same as the original ones, they were all dressed in the same way, which gave her an illusion that those people did not leave.

Knowing what Yun Bixue thought, she would feel sad in her heart. Xie Limo held her hand tighter, and seemed to give her strength silently in this way.

Yun Bixue felt the temperature of the palm of her hand, and it was very warm and warm, almost warming her heart.

Walking through the door of the villa, walking through the courtyard, when stepping into the door of the house, Yun Bixue's heart was raised, but he was also inexplicably afraid.

Xie Limo opened the door and pulled Yun Bixue in. He looked sideways and Yun Bixue still closed his eyes.

"Okay, open it and see, it won't let you down."

Yun Bixue's eyelashes were trembling, and she opened her eyes and looked at everything in the living room. It was really the same as before, even the color pattern of the sofa and the lace of the table corner.

The furnishings on the coffee table on the table and the pillow on the sofa have not changed.

Yun Bixue's heart bursts of excitement. She let go of Xie Limo's hand and ran to the kitchen. It was the same in the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and the contents were neatly arranged.

She smelled it with her nose, and the smell of oily smoke was still in the kitchen. Somehow, her nose was a little sour. She could not imagine why he was so careful.

Indeed, the kitchen is also very important to her, because here, there are the first memories, his pictures of cooking and hurting himself are so clear.

When he was most embarrassed, he had a wound on his arm. He personally cooks and cooks. The kind of warmth that she will never forget in her life.

The feeling of sending charcoal in the snow is the most profound.

Xie Limo leaned lazily on the door and asked Yun Bixue, "Ma'am, how are you? Are you satisfied?"

Yun Bixue suddenly turned to look at Xie Limo, just a beam of sunlight hit him, dazzling and colorful, she felt he came from the sun, warming her heart.

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