An Qi just stared at him leisurely without saying anything.
The housekeeper helped Luo Yibei place the chair. Luo Yibei sat down awkwardly, regardless of the looks on his face from the servants around him.
Fang Chixia didn't look in his direction and was still eating her own food quietly.
"Miss Fang, do you still need wine? I'll pour it for you!" Bosi stood up and wanted to pour wine into her goblet. Before he could reach out his arm, Luo Yibei didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but his foot suddenly He hooked Fang Chixia's ankle.
Fang Chixia happened to be holding a wine glass at this time. A sudden movement made her lean forward, and the wine glass she was holding fell to the ground with a clatter.
It was a very clear sound, but it was still very abrupt after it sounded in the huge garden.
Everyone else at the table looked over.
Fang Chixia looked at the mess on the ground and tightened her hands on the knife and fork.
Bosi stretched out his hand in the air and looked a little embarrassed.
Luo Yibei still acted like a normal person, minding his own meal.
He just turned his head and said lightly to the butler beside him, "Help Miss Fang change another wine glass!"
Jia left with his head lowered.
Fang Chixia was still staring at him, her eyes seemed to be bursting with fire.
Luo Yibei raised a hint of mockery on his lips, turned his head and glanced at her, and said lightly, "Hold the wine glass more carefully next time."
He looked away, took the cutlery, and continued to cut the food on his plate.
With so many people still at the dining table, it was impossible for Fang Chixia to make trouble with him like she did last night. She took a deep breath and could only continue to eat with her head down.
However, when she thought about what he had just done, she suddenly felt a little unwilling.
Looking in his direction, Fang Chixia raised her leg and kicked his calf.
"Yeah!" She kicked hard enough, and Luo Yibei arched his body forward and groaned.
The voice was not loud and seemed a bit suppressed, but the rest of the people at the table caught it all.
A pair of eyes looked in his direction again.
Luo Yibei glanced sideways at Fang Chixia from the corner of his eyes, calmed his expression, and said calmly, "It's okay, I just got kicked by a cat!"
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The surrounding servants looked under the table almost reflexively.
The table was covered with a tablecloth, long and white, hanging down along the edge of the table, basically covering the bottom of the table.
No one could see clearly what was happening below.
The servant didn't know why, but the people sitting at the table did.
Bosi obviously didn't expect that Fang Chixia had such a side. When he stared at her, he was slightly stunned.
Fang Chixia's face was slightly drooped, and she was eating elegantly while holding the tableware.
There was no expression on her face, as if nothing had happened just now.
He didn't look in the direction of Perth, as if he didn't care about his image at all.
The table was quiet again for a while.
But it lasted less than two minutes, but something happened again.
While Fang Chixia was eating, Luo Yibei stretched out his hand.
From under the table, hidden by the tablecloth, no one else can see.
After reaching out his hand, he placed it on her leg and never moved away. His fingertips even wrapped around a few tassels of her skirt to play with.
When he made this movement, his knuckles would still rub against her skin from time to time.