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

Han Yichu only felt that there were many, many uneasy, and many, many instructions to say.

I always feel that it is not a matter of trust to hand Huang Qingwu to anyone, maybe only if she is by his side, he can be assured.

He said, only thinking that he missed Huang Qingwu more, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

The thick feelings of missing can be conveyed through the voice.

Huang Qingdie looked at her sister's expression, and then listened to the voice of the brother-in-law on the mobile phone. The light flashed in her eyes, as if she could understand something.

Sister and brother-in-law are awkward, so they came out?

Huang Qingdie turned his eyes and quickly placed the phone outside, so that the sound was loud and the sister could hear clearly.

Huang Qingdie's eyes flashed slyly, and said, "Brother-in-law, you have said so much, but I can't remember it."

Han Yichu's good temper said: "It's okay, I will say it again."

Han Yichu continued to repeat what he had just explained.

What Han Yichu thought was that Huang Qingdie could take care of Huang Qingwu.

Because Qingdie is out, Han Yichu's voice sounded so clearly in the room, and Huang Qingwu heard it very clearly, including Han Yichu's tone and tone.

I don't know why. Listening to Han Yichu's slightly hoarse tone, her heart followed a trembling unease.

Some love, some throb, Huang Qingwu can't ignore it.

She squeezed her lips tightly and her eyes flashed a faint and complicated light.

In fact, at this time, she really wanted Han Yichu and wanted to see him.

But Huang Qingwu just endured these emotions and pressed his thoughts to the bottom of his heart.

But the concern in Han Yichu's voice prevented her from being indifferent.

Moreover, his sister was too able to toss, and clearly heard clearly, but let Han Yichu say it again and again, this is the third time, he is really patient.

"Oh, brother-in-law, my sister is taking care of me on weekdays. If you tell me this, I really can't hear it. Otherwise, you will text me again later."

Han Yichu didn't expect that Huang Qingdie was such an answer, and was immediately ignorant.

Because care is chaotic, Han Yichu didn't think about anything else at all. His only thought was to worry about Huang Qingwu.

"Qingdie, you..."

"Oh, brother-in-law, I said I can't take care of my sister, or would you like to come by yourself?"

Han Yichu's throat moved, why didn't he want to take care of his own dance?

Han Yichu took a bitter taste: "Your sister, she...she..."

Han Yichu had too many words to say, too many to ask, but when it came to his mouth, he didn't know which sentence to say.

"Brother-in-law, what's wrong with you? Would you like to ask what sister is doing now?"

"Your sister, can she sleep?"

Huang Qingdie listened to her brother-in-law with careful words, and smiled mysteriously, "Brother-in-law, I have said that, my sister is also thinking of you, or let my sister say something to you?"

Han Yichu's expression moved, and the hand holding the phone tightened. He really wanted to hear the sound of dancing.

Even one sentence, let him know through her voice whether she is good or not.

Huang Qingwu stared at his sister, how could he say that.

Huang Qingdie quickly gave her cellphone to her sister, "Sister, my brother-in-law is waiting for you!"

Huang Qingwu didn't want to pick it up, but she was afraid that her sister would see something. She didn't want to worry her family.

She can only answer the phone awkwardly, "Hey!"

Hearing the moment of Huang Qingwu's voice, Han Yichu's heart could no longer be calm, but only felt that his thoughts were more intense.

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