Xie Limo could feel the person in his embrace shiver at that moment. He thought of the news that his subordinates at Luxury Emperor had reported to him and the initial warmth and gentleness in his eyes turned into a cold gaze.
"Go back to sleep. I'll be done soon." Xie Limo turned to look at the incomplete pile of doc.u.ments on his desk and persuaded Yun Bixue to go back to sleep first.
Yun Bixue rubbed her eyes forcefully and yawned. Withdrawing from Xie Limo's arms, she walked over to his table, took a look at the doc.u.ments and asked, "I'll help you tidy up. Let's sleep together after this." After saying this, Yun Bixue's mind cleared up, and she desperately wanted to hide in a hole. Why did those words sound so suggestive?
Stealing a glance at Xie Limo, she found him standing there elegantly with one hand in his pocket. His expression glowed brightly, and it looked enticing under the lights. His gentle warmth seemed to be piercing through her heart.
"Yes, we'll sleep together later." He dragged his words, making Yun Bixue's face heat up again.
After tidying up the doc.u.ments, Yun Bixue didn't see any signs of his speech transcript. "Didn't you prepare a script for tomorrow's speech?"
Xie Limo paused his typing and laughed gently. "Does my dear think that her husband still requires a script?"
Yun Bixue looked at the confident and well-prepared Xie Limo and shook her head. She said with certainty, "My husband is exceptional. Of course, he doesn't need one. He's different from the others."
Watching her radiant smile, Xie Limo couldn't help but tease her. "Such a glib tongue. Aren't you sleepy?" "
"Not anymore. In the future, I can be your better half." As she spoke, Yun Bixue's eyes glistened, and she blinked.
Xie Limo's heart sank, and he reached out his hand to place Yun Bixue in his l.a.p. "You can just take good care of yourself. If you create any trouble, I'm still the one who has to clear up after you."
Yun Bixue straightened her back and pouted, unconvinced by his words. "I can protect my husband too."
Xie Limo looked at Yun Bixue's puckered lips and couldn't resist lowering his head and planting a kiss on them. After that kiss, he eagerly pressed a hand behind Yun Bixue's head and c.a.r.e.s.sed her back with the other.
Yun Bixue quivered from the electricity running through her, and she relished in the gentle kiss.
Xie Limo felt bittersweet. After meeting his wife, his self-control had gotten weaker. He used to have pure thoughts but right now, he was reluctant to let go of her.
His soft and distinct aura slowly engulfed Yun Bixue, and in her blank state of mind, she could only lean onto him. She gradually learned to reciprocate, and the kiss grew longer and deeper.
In the midst of their mutual longing, the kiss set off sparks, and Xie Limo lifted up Yun Bixue as she leaned into his embrace. She suddenly snapped out of it and gently pushed Xie Limo away. "Limo, tomorrow is an important day for you. We can't..."
If Xie Limo's body were to show any intimate marks, or if someone found out about it, they would use it against Xie Limo. Moreover, it was already late, and he had yet to rest. She couldn't tire him out.
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Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife
General FictionChapter 1-200 Yun Bixue is in dire straits- Her fiancé has abandoned her for the country's top socialite. Worst of all, her family has been declared bankrupt, and the media has forced her into desperation. In her desolation, she seeks help from the...