Luo Yibei's gentleness is like a poison that will become addictive once it is touched. Whether it is an adult or a child, it is almost impossible to help but indulge in it.
Fang Chixia was like this when facing him like this, and so was Xiao Naibao.
He stared at Luo Yibei blankly for a while, and for some reason, his eyes suddenly became moist.
He likes Luo Yibei like this.
"Does it hurt?" Luo Yibei asked again.
"It doesn't hurt!" Xiao Naibao came to his senses and shook his head at him.
"Uncle, help you take a bath and apply the medicine later." Luo Yibei took him down, held him and put the water in the bathtub, then accompanied him to finish the bath, and held his little body. The children's room.
He was also very gentle when applying the medicine. The little nipple was nestled on the breast, and she stared at his face in trance for a long time.
"Get some rest early! If you need anything, call uncle to come in!" After helping him deal with the scratch on his wrist, Luo Yibei packed up the medicine and covered him with a quilt. When he was about to leave, he felt uneasy Stared at him.
"Will you ** later?"
"No!" Xiao Naibao shook his head firmly.
"Are you hungry in the middle of the night?" Luo Yibei asked again.
"Baby, you have a full meal tonight." The little milk bag replied with a smile.
"Will you wake up?"
"You don't want me to wake up, are you afraid that I will disturb you?" Xiao Naibao asked back.
When he said this, his eyes were a little dim, like a child who was rejected.
Luo Yibei sensitively caught his subtle changes, frowned slightly, and replied lightly, "No, uncle is afraid that you won't get used to no one around when you wake up!"
The little girl was stunned at first, staring at him in astonishment for a long time, her beautiful eyes so bright that they seemed to be blooming with starlight.
"Go to sleep!" Luo Yibei reminded.
"Yeah." The little girl nodded towards him and closed her eyes obediently.
Luo Yibei stayed with him until he actually fell asleep, then closed the door and walked out.
The woman who had been restless outside tonight became much quieter at this time.
Fang Chixia lay flat on her bed, her long and dense eyes drooping gently, her breathing clear and shallow, as if she was asleep, but also as if she was not asleep.
She tore her clothes very messily, and a large piece of her collar was torn open. Her snow-white skin was exposed to the air, which burned Luo Yibei's eyes.
Walking towards her slowly, he looked at her calmly, condescendingly, with cold and arrogant eyes.
His eyes seemed to have warmth. Even though Fang Chixia had her eyes closed, she still felt that she was being stared at closely by a pair of eyes.
Opening her closed eyes, she stared at Luo Yibei twice, as if she had forgotten who he was for a moment.
"Who are you?" A very soft voice, as soft as if you could squeeze out water.
Luo Yibei looked at her with cold eyes, but when he heard her words, the veins on his forehead jumped twice, and his face suddenly darkened.
"Where are you? I should go back!" Fang Chixia was so drunk that she shrank down from her bed, her toes touched the floor, and she didn't care whether she was wearing shoes or not. She stood up and seemed to want to leave.
However, he lost his balance for a moment and fell towards Luo Yibei.
"Alas!" She whispered, as if she was a little helpless to herself.
The corners of Luo Yibei's lips curved into a cold arc, and he hugged her body and strode towards the bathroom with her in his arms.