Xie Limo caressed Yun Bixue's hair and gently tightened his hug around her waist. There was an alluring charm in his eyes as he lightly sighed. "Luckily, I still have these material possessions. At least you won't leave me for this reason!"
Yun Bixue did not catch up with Xie Limo's tempo. She was still thinking about Fu Yizhou's request just now and casually asked, "What material possessions?"
Xie Limo patted Yun Bixue's head resignedly, thinking that she was still a bit slow to catch on.
Xie Limo did not continue speaking. There were some things which he understood, and that was enough for him.
Xie Limo walked towards the cars. Yun Bixue caught up with him and continued to ask, "Limo, what were you saying just now? I don't get it?"
Sometimes, she was just like a curious child who would insist on knowing the answer.
