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Yun Bixue was still very happy to hear that the two were about to travel, after all, it was still very exciting to live the sweet world of the two while playing.

Xie Limo rubbed Yun Bixue's belly, and she fell asleep.

Cover her with a quilt, Xie Limo went to deal with official business, and when he came back, Yun Bixue was already lying on the bed in big characters.

Seeing that Nuoda's bed was occupied by Yun Bixue, Xie Limo shook his head helplessly and smiled, took a shower, and then went to bed, lightly moved Yun Bixue aside, lay down next to her, and took her into his arms.

Yun Bixue felt the familiar breath and the heat source around her, and habitually found a comfortable position in Xie Limo's arms and fell asleep.

Country E

Xirong Ziye sat on the sofa at home, even though he was hanging the hanging bottle, he was still holding the sweater in his other hand, looking at the sweater, he seemed to feel that Bai Yaoyao was still by his side, as if everything was not far away.

His expression revealed a hint of depression and loneliness, and even more with a strong sense of loneliness.

When he thought of Bai Yaoyao, and when he thought of other men around her now, his heart was like a knife, inch by inch, making him feel that he had lost the most important thing, and his heart seemed to have been lost.

When he woke up and found himself lying in the hospital, he seemed to realize that he had been chaotic before.

Maybe the time he was hospitalized made his ambition slowly silent, reminded him of many things in the past, and missed Bai Yaoyao even more.

Although Xia Mu Qingyan would also take care of him, he understood that Xia Mu Qingyan and Bai Yaoyao were different.

Xia Mu Qingyan asked for his care, and Bai Yaoyao used to be kind to him without regrets.

And he also saw the international news, and he also saw the reaction of the Natsuki family.

During his hospitalization, the people of the Natsuki family thought that he couldn't wake up, and were actively looking for someone who could replace him.

In fact, he also clearly knew that Xia Mu Qingyan was not his first love, even if it was no longer like it.

He also read the ugly photo of Xia Mu Qingyan on the international news, and it can be said that through that photo, he can clearly see that at the moment when he fainted, Xia Mu Qingyan's eyes were not worried, but stunned and surprised.

With this momentary reaction, he clearly figured out something, and he couldn't help but laugh at himself a little in his heart.

He really missed Bai Yaoyao at that time, and suddenly missed the soup she made, and missed her concerned eyes, but unfortunately no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't see it.

Even if he sent his subordinates to look for her, he only knew that she had left country E, and he didn't know where she went.

Later, he was in a hurry to be discharged from the hospital, and regardless of the opinions of the Xia Mu family, he canceled the marriage contract with Xia Mu Qingyan.

Even if it caused a sensation in the whole country, he didn't want to regret it anymore, he clearly knew that he just wanted to find the person in his heart.

Sitting on the sofa, Xirong Ziye thought about it, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and seeing that the hanging bottle was not finished, he pulled out the needle.

The doctor looked at Xirong Ziye's movements, and hurriedly persuaded in surprise: "Your Excellency, you can't do this, you can't joke with your body. ”

Xirong Ziye said lightly: "It's okay. "I don't seem to care much about my physical condition.

He said to his subordinates: "Go to the White Courtyard"

"Yes"

Just as he was about to leave, someone outside reported that Miss Natsuki asked to see him.

Xirong Ziye's footsteps paused, his expression was a little dark, he pursed his thin lips, and said, "Let her go back" Cancel the marriage contract, he didn't discuss it with Xia Mu Qingyan, in fact, he was afraid that after seeing that face, he would feel guilty and shaken. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.