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But said that this night, Yun Bixue was sleeping in a daze, opened her eyes slightly, and saw Xie Limo get up to answer the phone, she rubbed her eyes, and when she heard what Xie Limo said about her mother, she immediately woke up.

I was nervous and expectant, and even more apprehensive, and my mind began to think crankily.

Then I started rummaging through the boxes and cabinets to find things.

After Xie Limo finished calling, he saw that there was no more his wife on the bed, and saw that her little figure was rummaging for something, so he shook his head helplessly, and said dotingly: "It's so late, what are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for cosmetics, I'm going to find all the clothes I'm going to wear." Xie Limo's mother came, she must leave a good impression.

Seeing his wife so confused, Xie Limo's eyes flashed with a soft light, "You look good like this, you don't need makeup." ”

Yun Bixue blinked her eyes and looked at Xie Limo suspiciously, "Is it good-looking" With someone like Mr. Xie in her own country, she feels more and more that people are more and more angry, how beautiful people are, look at her again, it is still far behind.

Xie Limo's eyes were shining, and a deep whirlpool appeared, as if he was about to roll Yun Bixue into it, and gently stepped forward and touched her head and said, "In my heart, Mrs. is naturally the most beautiful." His words are true, I feel that life is indeed wonderful, how many beautiful women were around before, I couldn't be tempted, but I was willing to spoil her, but I felt how lucky he was to meet her.

Looking at Xie Limo's serious and gentle expression, Yun Bixue felt sweet in her heart, and pretended to be unhappy and said: "You lie to me, if you want to see the most beautiful person, you should look in the mirror, who is the most beautiful Xie Shao is the most beautiful." Yun Bixue learned the conversation in the world of communication and began to joke.

Xie Limo smiled dumbly and scratched Yun Bixue's nose, "It's really naughty." He was willing to watch her show such a relaxed side in front of him, like a child, even if it was a child, he would always spoil it.

"By the way, Li Mo, is it your mother that she is coming." Yun Bixue didn't find out that she regarded Xie Limo more and more as a family member, and she got along more and more naturally.

"Well, the private jet should arrive tomorrow morning, and I'll take you to pick her up then." It's good to let her mother see her, after all, the two have obtained the certificate, and he still wants to give her a grand wedding, which is naturally to trouble her mother to handle it, thank the family, and give her the greatest favor.

He didn't want his wife to be wronged in the slightest.

Yun Bixue knew that the Xie family must be good, and it was no longer strange to have a private jet, but she was puzzled: "Where is the private jet parked?"

"There is a zone in the eastern suburbs of Ning'an City, which belongs to my private zone, and there is a special aircraft parking lot." The Xie family carries thousands of years of wealth, generation after generation is getting richer and stronger, and now wealth is not attractive to the Xie family, it just represents a number, so every time they settle in a place, the Xie family will naturally establish a special area.

"Yes." Yun Bixue didn't ask about specific things, I believe that Xie Limo is ready for everything.

Xie Limo naturally saw that she was nervous, although she postponed her mother for a few days, it seemed that she still didn't relax, she always had to meet, "Okay, don't worry, go to bed early, you will have energy tomorrow." ”

"I'll take everything out and get it ready, so I don't rush it too much."

Xie Limo saw Yun Bixue's serious and persistent expression, and sighed lightly: "Early tomorrow morning, I will ask Xie Shiyi to bring a special team to prepare for you, as long as you are here." 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or the publishing house.