Chapter 333: Dressed to imitate Yun Bixue?


The moment when Xie Limo got out of the car, he looked at this person with some trance, thinking that he saw his wife Yun Bixue, but after seeing it clearly, she knew that it was not, it looked like it was not like God.
Jiang Jingshan naturally saw the slight trance in Xie Limo's eyes, and was very satisfied with the effect she had caused. She still asked suspiciously, knowing Yun Bixue's wearing preferences on weekdays, so imitated it.
Since Xie Shao came to the Tianjing City, it is needless to say how many women are fascinated, but Xie Shao has always cleansed himself and never looked at anyone more. For such a long time, he has not seen any women around him.
Such a man is good, much better than the princes and nobles.
Especially when he glanced at him, she felt that her heart was trembling. Such a violent heartbeat, such love, had never been experienced by her.
Since no matter how beautiful, he can't let him take a look, so she took a different approach and imitated learning Yun Bixue. Even though the Yun Bixue in Ning'an city could not look down on her eyes, but in order to cater to Xie Shao's preferences, how to imitate, she Jiang Jingshan Instead of looking at the process, just look at the results.
At this moment, seeing Xie Shao's emotional fluctuations, she knew that she was half successful. She looked up at Xie Limo confidently, waiting for him to speak actively, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat because she was too expectant and too excited.
Xie Limo looked faint. He just looked at the woman in front of him and thought of his wife. The more he missed his heart, the focus was not on Jiang Jingshan.
Finally, Jiang Jingshan couldn't help but say, "Xie Shao?"
Xie Limo glanced at Jiang Jingshan faintly, and said coldly, "Miss Jiang may have gone to the wrong place. Xie Liu told Jiang Lao that Miss Jiang might be lost!"
Xie Limo's words were merciless, and there was no room for whirling. She chopped directly on Miss Jiang's head like a ray of thunder. Her face was pale and even unstable.
She clearly saw the fluctuation of Xie Shao's expression, and he couldn't feel anything about her.
"Xie Shao..." Jiang Jingshan wanted to say nothing, but Xie Limo had bypassed her and entered the villa.
Jiang Jingshan was about to catch up, but was stopped by Xie Liu. "Miss Jiang is a wise man, knowing when to do something!" After finishing, Xie Liu's eyes also showed a trace of ridicule, and then entered the villa, and immediately pressed Press the button to lock the door firmly, even if Jiang Jingshan inserts his wings, he can't get in.
When walking in, Xie Liu shook his head. Today's woman is really crazy. I can think of any way. I have learned to imitate Mrs. Shao. It is a bit different. If Xie Shao didn't want to move the capital, this Jiang Jing was early. Throw away.
But Jiang Jingshan stomped his feet stubbornly, as if thinking of something, his eyes were more firm.
Entering the villa, Xie Limo began to pack things. After packing, he waited for Xie Liuding to get his plane ticket home. He sat on the bed in the bedroom and took a short rest. It was too tired lately, and he hurried to deal with everything. Finished, go back early, really don't worry about her little woman.
It didn't take long for Xie Liu to come in with an air ticket and an invitation, "Xie Shao, this is Jiang Lao's invitation. I hope to see you in private and discuss some private things."
Xie Limo's flamboyant phoenix eyes squinted a dangerous light, and the pale cherry-colored lips were slightly hooked, with a sharp and indifferent curvature, "It's really interesting, this lady Jiang's forefoot just left, is Jiang Jiang's invitation coming?" Speaking, he stood up gracefully, walked out of the window, looked at the scene of the spring outside, and looked indistinct.
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