Yun bixue's heart always felt warm as she stood beside Xie limo. She relaxed and leaned on his lap, reading an ancient book. From time to time, she would say a few words that she didn't understand, and Xie limo would answer her questions.
"Xia yechao, Xia yechao ..." Yun bixue mumbled.
Xie limo listened to her as if she was reciting Scriptures. However, as she continued to recite, his mind was filled with flashes of inspiration. However, this sudden inspiration came too quickly, so quickly that he couldn't grasp it.
He felt like he had just thought of something and connected something.
It should be related to the Xia yechao.
Limo, I don't know why I'm getting angry the more I read it. "
Xie limo raised his brows and gave Yun bixue a meaningful look. His wife!
"Mr. Xie ..."
"What?" She had started to call him Mr. Xie. She hoped that he would not be angry.
"Do you think my emotions are strange?"
"No, Xue is right no matter what you think."