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

Yun Bixue couldn't help but hear Xie Limo's elegant and light voice. She looked back and saw that he was standing outside the study, and could see everything on the first floor clearly.

Yun Bixue pouted, not knowing how much he had just listened to, "You just heard it?"

Xie Limo stood gracefully, with one hand in his pocket and one hand beckoning Yun Bixue, "up"

Yun Bixue bulged his cheeks, not knowing Xie Limo's mood now, nor seeing his emotions.

But she still habitually listened to Xie Limo's words and walked towards the second floor.

Xie Limo looked at Yun Bixue's movements and felt terrified. He quickly ran a few steps down the stairs and came to Yun Bixue's side, helping her up the stairs. He can’t walk alone on the stairs."

In fact, Xie Limo is now thinking about whether he should install an elevator at home from the first floor to the second floor.

Yun Bixue looked at Xie Limo's nervous look, and he was sweet in his heart, "Actually, I'm not so squeamish. I walked carefully, step by step, very steady. Besides, if you're not at home, I can't go up and down. ?"

Xie Limo sighed while holding her up: "When I'm not at home, the servants are there, let them take care of you, you can't do everything by yourself."

"Got it, Mr. Xie." Yun Bixue now learned to obey Xie Limo's words. Anyway, what he said, she could listen if she could, or not if she couldn't.

"I'm perfunctory again!"

"No, I'm listening carefully and answering seriously."

On the second floor, into the study, Yun Bixue found that her seat had been paved with thick cushions, and pillows were placed on the back of the chair, and she was like a piggy doll.

It looked really warm.

Yun Bixue looked back at Xie Limo, "Well, when did you get it?" Before Yun Dong came, there was nothing here.

She just had a conversation with Yun Dong, and the chair was set up? And there was a shaker next to it, which was also covered with blankets.

When people came in, they thought it was not a study, but a small warm den.

"I have bought things long ago, but I didn't put them up. I used to think you didn't need them."

In fact, the reason why I didn’t buy it was because I was so comfortable. What if Yun Bixue was willing to drill in the study? Reading the computer all the time can hurt your eyes.

Yun Bixue smiled and asked, "Can't you still buy it?"

"Be prepared, this won't work anymore."

Yun Bixue stood well, turned his head to look at Xie Limo, then stretched out his hand around his waist and leaned his head on him, "Her husband, you are so nice."

Xie Limo knew that Yun Bixue would say this every time he was touched. He was accustomed to it, but he still touched it and patted her on the back. "Okay, my belly is so big, so hold me, Would be uncomfortable."

Indeed, Yun Bixue hugged him like this, buttocks had to buckle out, after all, he had to let his stomach out, don't squeeze.

Yun Bixue moved for a while, and then let go of Xie Limo, sitting directly in that chair, and repeatedly sighed, "It's too comfortable. If you say that if I go to school on such a chair, I still want to sleep in minutes?"

"So it's a bench to go to school, it's very hard, so you can only study seriously."

"As if you didn't go to school?"

Xie Li's eyes were gloomy, without much explanation, and she didn't say much about this topic. She was afraid to talk more, and she thought more.

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