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

Xia Junzihao listened to Xie Yan'er's words, and his eyes were a little secret, he held Xie Yaner's hand: "Yan'er, I'm fine, don't worry."

Xie Yaner's eyes turned red and said: "But Brother Hao, you are all like this, how can you make people not worry!"

Xia Junzihao depressed his emotions, and said softly: "Observe my words, don't worry, I'll be fine after sleeping."

Xie Yan'er listened to such a soft voice, and his tremor followed.

She looked at Xia Junzihao deeply, her thin lips pursed, and there was a helpless emotion in her heart. She didn't know what to do to make Xia Junzihao look better.

Xia Junzihao whispered: "Yan'er, please pour me a glass of water!"

"Oh, okay, okay..."

Xie Yan'er panicked at this moment, when she heard Xia Junzihao's words, she hurried out and poured water.

Xia Junzihao leaned on the head of the bed, his eyes deep, and a mysterious breath flowed out.

What is his physical condition, he knows for himself, not sickness, but...

Thinking of this, Xia Junzihao's face became more condensed.

The gleaming glare flashed under his eyes, as if suppressing something.

"Brother Hao, drink water quickly."

At this time, Xie Yan'er had returned from pouring water, holding the water glass in both hands, and all trembling.

Looking at Xie Yan'er like this, Xia Junzi Hao couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He took the drinking glass and said, "Yan'er, you are tired too, go to rest."

"Brother Hao, I am neither sleepy nor tired, I am with you."

"Yan'er, I want to sleep."

Xie Yaner looked at Xia Junzihao's tired look, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

She nodded obediently, "Oh, that brother Hao, take a good rest. If there is anything, you can call me. I have actually learned a lot in the past five years."

"Ok."

Walking out of Xia Junzihao's room, Xie Yan'er leaned against the wall and exhaled a breath, but there was a feeling of powerlessness all over his body.

She couldn't help but look back at the door of his bedroom and couldn't help but rush in to see his condition again.

But she also knew that he could not be interrupted to rest.

After returning to the bedroom, Xie Yan'er couldn't sleep anymore, Xia Junzihao's pale face was all in his mind.

She would open the door in a moment and look in the direction of Xia Junzihao's bedroom. This happened several times, and she had tossed until midnight before she fell asleep.

Xie Yan'er got up early the next day, she went to the kitchen to cook porridge, ready to make Xia Junzihao drink.

Aunt Lin would not let her do it, she would rather do it.

She wanted to do something for Brother Hao.

I remember that when she was a child, when she was sick with a cold, Brother Hao accompanied her, told her stories, and cooked her food.

At that time he was only more than ten years old, but took good care of her.

She also wants to take care of him.

Aunt Lin is nothing but Xie Yan'er and can only let her do it.

"Aunt Lin, don't tell you the palace, okay?"

"Girl, like you, Jundian won't know, why don't you tell him?"

Why not tell? Xie Yan'er didn't know, she was afraid to say, brother Hao not drink it!

After all, she used to give him the impression that she was too playful and disliked her brain.

By the time he had breakfast, Xia Junzihao had already gotten up and finished washing.

When Xie Yaner saw that he was wearing home casual clothes, he had a stunning feeling. It seemed that after a night, his spirit had all recovered, as if everything last night was not true.

Xie Yaner stared at him step by step from the second floor, muttering: "Brother Hao."

Xie Yan'er's expression was like a deer lost in the forest. Xia Junzihao walked over to her and touched her head, "Well, eat!"

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