However, when she thought about his coldness, her eyes dimmed again.
People like him are two extremes in themselves.
When it is cold, it is so cold that it makes people despair to the point of death; when it is gentle, it is so gentle that it makes people fall in love.
Fang Chixia couldn't bear such extreme love.
When she looked away, her face returned to its expressionless look.
Luo Yibei is still helping her apply medicine.
When applying the tendon-relaxing medicine, you need auxiliary massage. The palms with thin calluses kneaded Fang Chixia's skin from her calves upwards, all the way up...
Fang Chixia looked a little uncomfortable, but she didn't show it in front of him.
Fortunately, Luo Yibei seemed to be very serious from beginning to end. After helping her apply the medicine, he put down her bathrobe. He didn't do anything too much.
"Get some rest early!" After putting the medicine away, he came to her in a few steps, picked her up and placed her on the inside of the bed.
When he didn't do anything, Fang Chixia didn't confront him like she did in the garden.
Wrapped in a sheet, she turned around and closed her eyes quietly.
Wanting to fall asleep, Luo Yibei's arms stretched out from behind and pulled her into his arms like a salvage.
A movement that made Fang Chixia startled slightly.
Both of them are very accustomed to this sleeping position, which involves too many memories.
Fang Chixia's body was a little stiff in his arms.
"I just came here to see you!" Luo Yibei rested his chin on her thin shoulder and gently rubbed her shoulder. It was the first time in two days since he came here to talk to her so seriously.
His voice was very light, soft, and deep.
As if talking to himself.
Fang Chixia's eyes were a little sour as she chewed on his words.
I was reluctant to leave when I left, so what do I miss now
"Go to sleep, don't worry, if you were in the garden just now, it counts!" Luo Yibei took her into his arms, his chest pressed against her back from behind, and his arms around her tightened.
Fang Chixia didn't say anything. She was most fortunate that he didn't disturb her.
Without breaking away from his arms, she closed her eyes and fell asleep in this posture.
She woke up a little early the next day. When she got up, Luo Yibei seemed to have just returned from her morning run.
He got up earlier than her and had already returned from a trip.
The white T-shirt he was wearing was soaked through and he was sweating a lot.
Drops of sweat slid down his sculpted face, reflecting his wheat-colored skin and his hormonal aura.
Fang Chixia lost her mind while staring at him, and looked away again as if nothing had happened.
"Wake up!" Luo Yibei greeted her and turned around to walk to the bathroom.
Fang Chixia happened to be standing at the door of the bathroom. She wanted to go in and wash up.
Seeing Luo Yibei about to go in, she was stunned for a moment. When his legs were about to step in, she suddenly walked in one step ahead of him, and turned sideways to close the door, "I'll come in first, and queue up behind me!"
"What kind of line are two people lining up for?" Luo Yibei disdained her words. He picked her up with his arms, closed the door with his toes, and walked straight to the sink. He originally wanted to put her down, but looked down at the posture of the two of them. Glancing at Fang Chixia, who happened to be looking at him, he stopped his impulse.
Fang Chixia was held by him at such a height that their faces were very close to each other.
Her eyes were bright, like a pool of water, making Luo Yibei ready to move.