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

Xie Limo’s kiss caused waves to roar within Yun Bixue’s heart. Her eyelashes trembled delicately, and she could no longer stop herself from opening her eyes.

The moment Xie Limo saw Yun Bixue awaken, his magnificent eyes locked with hers. In a low tone, he uttered, “Xue!”

Yun Bixue blinked but did not say a word.

Xie Limo caressed Yun Bixue’s hair softly and mumbled, “Xue, I’m sorry.”

Xie Limo’s tone was low and hoarse, causing a greater turbulence within her heart.

Yun Bixue wanted to hit herself over the head. How could she be so weak-willed and allow his voice to cause such great turmoil in her heart?

Especially with this alluring look in her husband’s eyes, she couldn’t help but be intoxicated.

She could only close her eyes in response.

But the moment Xie Limo saw Yun Bixue shut her eyes again, he started panicking. He hugged Yun Bixue’s body tightly. “Xue, Xue… I’m sorry… Xue, you can beat or scold me.”

Those words almost made her cry. How could she bear to make him sad?

Yun Bixue opened her eyes again and gently caressed Xie Limo’s cheeks. “I thought you didn’t want to talk to me?”

At the sound of Yun Bixue’s voice, Xie Limo’s heart trembled. His eyes shone in surprise. “Xue, you’re willing to talk to me again.”

After speaking, he caught Yun Bixue’s fingers and kissed them as elation bloomed on his face.

Yun Bixue sent a glare at him before pushing him away. “It was you who didn’t want to talk to me. Now you’re making it seem as if I was the one who started it.”

“Xue, don’t get angry. It was my fault. I shouldn’t have stopped talking to you.”

Yun Bixue turned her head away. Women were strange creatures. It was obvious that she wasn’t angry at him, but she still hoped for him to coax her.

With him coaxing, you would be able to feel his care for you and feel your heart settle down.

Even though she knew she was playing hard-to-get, she wanted to be wilful for a bit.

And she realized, it was at these times when Xie Limo treated her like a child that she felt weirdly warm and satisfied inside.

Facing those eyes of his that were ridden in self-guilt, Yun Bixue’s heart couldn’t help but be deeply moved. She could no longer hold back, stretching out to hug his neck.

She leaned her head on his chest. It had been a few days since they were so close. At that moment, she realized how reliant she was on his scent and embrace.

Xie Limo’s heart trembled, and his expression softened as he tightened his hold on her.

He greedily took in her scent. “Xue, are you still angry with me?” It did not feel good the past few days.

Yun Bixue shook her head mutely.

“Today, about that news… With Princess Yanwu, I’m not…”

Yun Bixue cupped the back of Xie Limo’s head and silenced him with a kiss.

Only when the both of them were breathless did Yun Bixue shift backwards. “I believe you, you don’t have to explain.”

Xie Limo stroked her hair with a tender expression. In a loving tone, he said, “It was my fault this past few days.”

Yun Bixue huffed. “At least you know that it’s your fault. If this happens again, I’m ignoring you.”

“Okay, there will definitely not be a next time.”

Looking at the serious expression on Xie Limo’s face, Yun Bixue revealed a satisfied smile. She understood how hard it was for him, so she would not wilfully harp over such a small incident.

For her, the two of them patching up was more important than anything else.

As if thinking of something, Yun Bixue coughed. “Let me ask you a question. You have to answer me honestly, okay?”