Chapter 862 Touching Xie Shao

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Yun Bixue's eyes were also dyed with thousands of brilliant lights, with fragrance in the clear beauty, and dark fragrance in the sweat.

Xie Limo carried the clouds and snow, like into the clouds, like into the deep sea, lingering into the bones, blending ice and fire.

Tonight's Xie Limo was crazy and gentle, and in the end, Yun Bixue didn't even want to move her fingers, her body was lying in the middle of the bed, and she didn't even bother to move her eyelids.

Xie Limo lowered his head and kissed Yun Bixue's hair, and wiped the sweat on her body with a wet towel, which was very gentle and meticulous, as if treating the most precious treasure.

Then he reached out and hugged Yun Bixue, put her in the right position, gave her a pillow, then lay down and hugged her, and covered the two of them with a quilt.

Xie Limo said softly: "Good night, go to sleep, my lady." ”

A good night's sleep, and the next morning, when Xie Limo took a bath and came out to get dressed, Yun Bixue opened her eyes, looked at his elegant and noble figure, and felt that it was still moving.

Xie Limo looked back at Yun Bixue and smiled gently, "If you're tired, just sleep well." ”

Yun Bixue looked at Xie Limo, her eyes were full of disgust, and she said lazily: "If I slept for a day, everyone would definitely know it, and it was all your fault." ”

Xie Limo said dotingly: "Okay, it's all my fault, it's me who is not good, my wife should sleep well." ”

"Even when I think about it, my whole body aches." When she moved now, her whole body felt like she was falling apart.

Xie Limo got dressed, and the whole person became cold and luxurious again.

Yun Bixue has to admit that every day together, she still feels that her Mr. Xie is full of charm, and the outside world says how cold and beautiful he is, that he is elegant as a fairy and untainted with vulgarity, but only she can see his crazy side.

After all, her heart is still sweet, because she is his wife.

Xie Limo sat on the edge of the bed innocently, stretched out his hand to straighten her hair, "I'll help you massage it, your body will be better." ”

Yun Bixue hurriedly shook her head, pushed Xie Limo away with her hand and said, "You hurry up and get busy with yours, I'm fine." "Joke, if he gives him another massage, she won't even want to get out of the bedroom this day.

Xie Limo took his hand back, put it in his pocket, looked at her with gentle and doting eyes, and reported the itinerary to Yun Bixue: "Today I will go to see Qin Huailing." ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Yun Bixue's clear eyes, as if she was puzzled.

Looking at Yun Bixue's eyes, Xie Limo knew what she was thinking, and explained: "Didn't I say that I would give him a big gift last time, but now that the Qin family is under his control, it's time to present the big gift in front of him, I told him that day, he has already met with the seniors." ”

"Then he's starting to treat his leg now" she thought, Qin Huailing should be very excited, after all, his leg is the biggest shadow in his heart.

Xie Limo nodded innocently, "Well, and there is a high probability of good treatment." ”

Hearing Xie Limo say this, Yun Bixue also breathed a sigh of relief, to be honest, when he was in the green forest of Zibei City before, it was he who sent people to help save him, and he suppressed the dead soldiers of the Du and Zheng families.

If Qin Huailing's leg can really be cured, it can be regarded as her repaying his life-saving grace.

After thinking about it, Yun Bixue said: "Then you go to see him, and pay attention to safety when you go out." ”

Xie Limo chuckled, "As long as you don't have to worry about me, I didn't bring many bodyguards when I went out yesterday, that's what I mind." ”

Yun Bixue's heart warmed, knowing that Xie Limo regarded his own safety as very important, and explained: "Actually, secretly I also have a dead soldier with the Yun family, and I pay attention to protecting myself." 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or the publishing house.