Chapter 168 Girl's Feelings

Yun Bixue stood in front of the French window, looking at the scenery outside in the wind and snow, her heart became clear and peaceful.

She only felt that the white snow outside was falling, like a dream, reminding her of the ice and snow fairy tale world she had imagined many years ago.

That year, she was sixteen years old, in her prime, and her girlish feelings were always poetic. She would occasionally read comics and have fantasies in her heart.

After experiencing a lot, she was no longer at the age of dreaming, but seeing such a beautiful scenery, she couldn't help but feel nostalgic.

Just as Yun Bixue was immersed in her memories of her sixteen-year-old time, Xie Limo came to her with a set of casual clothes and said, "Go take a shower first and change your clothes."

Yun Bixue looked at the casual clothes in Xie Limo's hand, smiled gently, and then took the clothes to take a shower.

After she finished taking a shower, the room was actually filled with the fragrance of food. Although she had eaten a hamburger not long ago, she still grumbled when she smelled such a fragrance.

She swallowed her saliva, then slowly walked into the kitchen and saw her Mr. Xie cooking in an apron, his movements were as elegant as ever, and it was pleasing to the eye.

Xie Limo heard the footsteps, looked back at Yun Bixue, frowned and said, "Haven't I told you many times to blow dry your hair after taking a shower." She was still like a child, always making him so worried.

Yun Bixue stuck out her tongue, "It's warm in the room, your hair will be dry in a while, I want to help you cook."

Xie Limo smiled softly and said, "Are you hungry? Wait until you blow dry your hair, and you can eat. The hair dryer is on the table in the east bedroom."

Yun Bixue nodded, then went to blow her hair. In fact, when she was at home, Xie Limo often helped her blow her hair. His hands ran through her hair, making her feel so gentle.

There is a special restaurant in the villa. Xie Limo cooked eight dishes and a soup. When Yun Bixue saw the sumptuous dinner on the table, she exclaimed.

"Madam, please have dinner." Xie Limo made a gesture of invitation, which made Yun Bixue laugh.

Listening to the soothing music and tasting the food made by Xie Limo, Yun Bixue felt like she was dreaming.

After dinner in the evening, in the bedroom, Yun Bixue leaned in Xie Limo's arms, looked outside, and murmured: "Limo, thank you."

Xie Limo stroked Yun Bixue's hair and said: "Madam, you don't need to say thank you to me.

You are my wife, and I have the responsibility to make you happy." In fact, for people like them, talking about love is too luxurious, but they have experienced a lot, so they know how to cherish each other more.

After a pause, Xie Limo continued, "Madam likes snow, I also know that."

Yun Bixue stood up and looked at Xie Limo, and asked, "How do you know that I like snow?"

Xie Limo smiled leisurely and mysteriously, lowered his head and kissed Yun Bixue on the lips, "Mr. Xie of your family knows all about Madam's preferences. Some of them are my own observations, and some are told to me by my grandfather. My grandfather said that every time it snows, you always look out the window in a daze, and it's true."

Yun Bixue stuck out her tongue, "That was when I was young, so I liked to dream." But now Xie Limo made her feel that dreams have become reality.

Xie Limo lowered his head and whispered in Yun Bixue's ear, "Then Madam, tell me, what kind of dreams did you like to have before?"

Yun Bixue felt her ears itchy, giggled, and then escaped from Xie Limo's arms, "I won't tell you."

"Say it or not, say it or not..."

"Haha, I won't tell you..."