Her words were quite straightforward. Luo Yibei actually didn't have much impression of Suri at all.
It took him a long time, racking his brains to filter through all the names with the surname Su in his head, and then he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be such a famous person in the palace.
He seemed a little surprised by Fang Chi Xia's words, his eyes swept over her face calmly, and his eyebrows were raised higher.
What did Suri do
"I'm going back to the room first!" Fang Chixia didn't want to discuss this issue in depth with him, so she stood up and went directly to the bedroom.
When he returned to the room, the soup Luo Yibei had sent over was still steaming hot.
Fang Chixia picked up the bowl and took a few bites with a spoon.
The chicken soup is boiled, with the flavor of Chinese herbal medicine. It is fragrant and warm to the heart and spleen.
Fang Chixia drank a bowl of soup and suddenly thought more.
How much does it actually matter whether Suri comes or not
There were so many guests on the wedding day. Wouldn’t it be nice if she automatically filtered out the people she didn’t like to see
With this thought, Fang Chixia no longer dwelled on the matter.
Because of personally preparing for the wedding, Luo Yibei has been busy 24 hours a day recently.
During the day, he was busy handling Rong Xi's business, and at night, he was busy planning the wedding.
Even in such a busy situation, he still didn't forget one thing before going to bed. Fang Chixia has been very indifferent to things between husband and wife recently!
Luo Yibei hasn't touched her for several days. Firstly, he is busy, and secondly, he doesn't want to be hard on her.
The same was true for Fang Chixia tonight. When the two returned to the room at night, her eyes didn't even stay on him for a few seconds.
Opening the closet and rummaging through it to find her clothes, she passed him and went directly to the bathroom.
Luo Yibei's eyes followed her figure, looking at her like this calmly, and raised his eyebrows.
He has been puzzling over this problem for a long time and has never figured out the reason.
His eyes followed her figure. When she walked to the bathroom door, Luo Yibei took out a bath towel and walked over slowly. Before she could close the door, he opened the door and walked straight in, "Together!"
Fang Chixia seemed stunned for a moment, her hand closing the door just stopped there. The door didn't close, and her hand didn't move away.
"I'm very slow!" She was worried as she stared at him.
Luo Yibei's eyes fell on her faintly, and he said slowly and evilly, "It doesn't matter, slow down, it will be more romantic!"
He always spoke very openly, and Fang Chixia naturally knew what kind of sentiment he was hinting at.
Her face seemed to blush, but it wasn't that obvious.
"You go out first! It's more efficient if we wash them separately!" She took a few steps towards him, pushing him and trying to walk out.
Luo Yibei stood as still as a mountain, ignoring her words and taking off his clothes.
The coat, shirt, and suit pants were thrown aside casually, and scattered clothes were scattered on the clean floor.
Luo Yibei's movements of undressing were very slow, and his movements did not make people feel erotic. On the contrary, there was an indescribable temptation.
Lazy, elegant, evil and irresistible.
When Luo Yibei was undressing, he would turn his eyes slightly to the side and stare at her behind him calmly.
Fang Chixia's eyes happened to fall on his side, and what he focused on was his body.
His body proportions are very good, and every part is almost comparable to the most perfect statue in the hands of a sculptor.
Luo Yibei stared at her calmly, and the corners of his lips curled up.