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

Ying Qianxi completely treated Huang Qingdie as a little girl.

Something he could think of, he couldn't help but explain to Huang Qingdie, wanting her to pay attention, not wanting to hurt her.

Huang Qingdie can feel that her idol is particularly approachable.

Huang Qingdie felt sweet in her heart.

Ying Qianxi watched Huang Qingdie lower her head and did not speak, not knowing whether she listened or not.

He had a good temper and continued to say: "Have you heard what I said?"

After Huang Qingdie returned to God, she nodded, "Well, I heard, that Yao Ying doesn't look like a good person. I'll have less contact with him in the future."

Ying Qianxi heard this sentence, but she laughed helplessly. This girl is really very smart.

He looked at her, and he felt like trying to reach out and touch her hair. It felt like a small animal, and the furry was cute.

Realizing his thoughts, Ying Qianxi shook his head in his heart.

"I think you are tired, you go to rest first."

"I'm not tired."

Huang Qingdie was happy, completely energetic.

Ying Qianxi watched her beautiful big eyes move, twinkling, as if she was curious about everything, her expression moved, and she stayed here since she liked it!

But in the early evening, Huang Qingdie was really a little sleepy, even yawning.

Her clock has not been adjusted yet!

Ying Qianxi thought carefully, and saw that Huang Qingdie was sleepy, so she went back first.

In the evening, Ying Qianxi happened to have dinner.

She was not suitable for such a dinner, and Ying Qianxi did not want to let Huang Qingdie touch too complicated matters.

Because it is the night of the New Year's Eve, even the place where the filming takes place, it also has a strong New Year atmosphere.

Huang Qingdie slept in the hotel for a while. The sound of firecrackers outside was too loud, and she woke up later.

I wanted to use my phone to watch the time, but I saw a text message.

Huang Qingdie had just woke up and was confused, but seeing this text message, the whole person was excited.

The idol brought her New Year's Eve dumplings.

She quickly packed herself up and went to Ying Qianxi's restaurant room.

The two turned out to be one floor.

After knocking on the door, there is a presidential suite with a special living room. Ying Qianxi looked at Huang Qingdie with a smile, "Wake up?"

Huang Qingdie nodded. "Well, the sound of firecrackers outside is very loud. I will wake up when I sleep. Did you really bring me dumplings?"

"It's still hot in the small refrigerator. You'll wait. I'll heat you up."

"No need, I'll eat cold."

Ying Qianxi shook his head in disapproval. "It's not good for your health. Remember to eat hot rice in the future."

With that said, Ying Qianxi went to the kitchen to make dumplings for Huang Qingdie.

Huang Qingdie stood by the kitchen door and looked at Ying Qianxi, who was busy inside. Somehow, she had a good feeling of being quiet for years.

At this time, she looked at the beautiful and elegant Ying Qianxi, and her heart jumped several times.

There is a feeling of throbbing.

But Huang Qingdie didn't understand this feeling, she just had something wrong with her heart.

Huang Qingdie turned around and thumped her chest hard with her hand, trying not to make her heart beat so fast, but it was useless.

Ying Qianxi looked at her sideways, "What are you doing?"

"No...no..."

"Jiaozi will be fine for a while, if you are bored you can watch TV."

Huang Qingdie shook her head, and rarely saw the idol look like dumplings in person. She was warm at home, and she even wanted to take a picture with her mobile phone.

But she was guilty and daring, so she dared not shoot.

In fact, she really wanted to take pictures and share them with loyal fans who like Ying Qianxi.

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