Xie Limo let out a carefree laugh. As he smelled the unique fragrance that belonged only to his wife, he captured her scent as he returned her kiss. After a long while, when Yun Bixue needed to catch her breath, Xie Limo finally let go. With one hand hugging her waist, the other hand gently caressed her smooth long hair. "I feel very pleased with your gratitude towards me."
Yun Bixue pouted. Because of him, she always ended up disoriented, her mind blank. "An Yexuan must know Miao Zifu's true colors."
Xie Limo's exquisite eyes started to smolder. "My dear, are you still concerned about that man from before?"
Yun Bixue shook her head. She'd never intended to withhold her past from Xie Limo, but she just didn't know how to broach the topic. She did have mixed feelings regarding her past. "University was just a fraction of my youth. No matter how important it was, it can't be compared to how important my husband is to me now."
