Luo Yibei was slightly startled, his face that was leaning over was frozen there, his eyes swept across her face at an extremely slow speed, and he loosened her hand that covered him, he raised his eyebrows, "What did you just call me?" ?”
"Yi Bei!" Fang Chixia used his support to steady herself, stood upright, and called him again.
Her voice was particularly clear. Luo Yibei's name was not called that by others before, but when it came out of her mouth, it had a slightly different flavor from others.
It's soft, tactful and turns over and over again.
Luo Yibei seemed to lose his mind under her voice, as if he was caught in some kind of memory, and his eyes looking at her were a little distracted.
Fang Chixia gently raised her face, glanced at him cautiously, and wanted to take the opportunity to leave. However, this time, without even taking a step forward, Luo Yibei pushed her back again.
"Did I say you can leave?" His words were cold and domineering as always.
What Fang Chixia was thinking was whether she needed his approval or not.
However, she didn't have the energy to fight with him now.
"Yi Bei, I feel so bad~" She leaned into his arms and put her hands on his shoulders, her voice was confused.
Her movements were particularly smooth, and she didn't resist like before. After her head came close to his arms, she even raised her arms to wrap around his waist.
Tonight, it was as if she didn't remember all the past events between the two of them. All her senses were being restrained by her body.
Her head was heavy, her body was hot, and her legs were weak. When Luo Yibei didn't do anything to her, she was even somewhat intimate with him.
If Luo Yibei tormented her, she wouldn't feel any discomfort, she would just get angry reflexively.
Her memories seemed to be all about tonight, without the four years between the two of them, without all the things that happened at the wedding, without Luo Yibei's sharpness that seemed to cut her heart open with a knife. In the eyes, the second child did not happen, and there was not so much despair and sadness...
Nothing had happened. Her happiness and anger towards him all depended on how he treated her.
Luo Yibei felt her softness in his arms, and his body was very stiff.
His eyes moved down at an extremely slow speed, and he stared at her like this calmly, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he closed his eyes lightly.
Fang Chixia's head was still rubbing against his chest, and while rubbing, she was pulling on her clothes, "I'm hot~"
Luo Yibei ignored her and stared at her coldly, his tone still cold, "Do you know why I hate you?"
"I want to go back to bed! Go back to bed!" Fang Chixia seemed not to have heard what he said. She pulled open the shoulder straps of her clothes, revealing a large area of snow-white skin on her chest. She didn't seem to notice either. , she pushed him away, as if trying to stumble out by herself.
However, before he could move his legs forward, his legs failed to stand firm for a moment, and he fell into the bathtub with a thud.
Her fall was really hard. The bathtub was so hard and the impact made her frown in pain.
Luo Yibei's eyes slowly moved down her body, and he squatted down in front of her. He did not help her up immediately.
His eyes swept across her face inch by inch, his voice was like cold lake water, and in his indifference, there seemed to be deep heartache.
"Do you know how much I have suffered these past four years?"
Fang Chixia looked at him blankly and did not answer.