Fang Chixia stiffened and turned her head to stare at him beside her. The expression on her face suddenly froze.
Luo Yibei didn't even open his eyes, his head was still resting on her shoulder.
He was one size bigger than her, and his head was naturally heavy. Leaning on her like this, Fang Chixia's shoulders seemed to be heavy, making it difficult to move and even a little numb.
She frowned slightly, raised her hand, and pushed his head with her fingertips.
Luo Yibei's head was pushed back to the chair by her, but after a while, he leaned towards her again.
Fang Chixia pushed him again with an expressionless expression.
Her movements were not strong. This time, Luo Yibei didn't even move.
Fang Chixia turned her head and glanced out the window, and suddenly said, "We've arrived!"
It was a casual comment, but it was actually still more than half way away from the company.
She just wanted him to wake up.
Luo Yibei's long eyelashes were gently closed, without even raising his eyelids.
Fang Chixia's little plan didn't work.
The car continues to drive on the road.
Fang Chixia quietly let him lean against her. She had no intention of paying attention to him. Unexpectedly, before driving for two or three minutes, Luo Yibei's face suddenly buried itself in the crook of her neck.
He was sleeping. While sleeping, his breathing was clear and shallow, tickling Fang Chixia's skin, making it tickle and numb.
It's like how he felt when he flirted countless times.
The place where Fang Chixia was covered with his breath seemed to be roasted by fire, scalding hot.
She felt a little uncomfortable and pushed him again without moving her hands, "Luo Yibei, sit over here!"
Luo Yibei didn't know whether he really didn't wake up or on purpose. His closed eyes never opened.
"Your head is heavy!" Fang Chixia complained again.
The man resting on her shoulder still didn't move at all.
Fang Chixia had no choice but to give up.
Just rely on it, just rely on it!
There was music playing on the bus, very gentle French country music, a mellow bass flowed out quietly, and a deep voice spread throughout the car, and the sound was particularly pleasant.
Fang Chixia was made drowsy by the music. She glanced outside, guessing that she was still far away from the company. After sitting for a while, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Thanks to Luo Yibei, she didn't get a good rest last night, and her head is still groggy now.
The memory of the two of them last night was so profound that as soon as she closed her eyes now, all the scenes from last night would come to her mind.
Every time Luo Yibei collided powerfully, the two people's chaotic breathing was so profound that it seemed like it was happening all over again.
Fang Chixia slept deeply. When she woke up, the company was almost there.
Luo Yibei, who had not been pushed awake before, woke up at some point. He was staring at her with lowered eyes, "Are you awake?"
There was even a hint of joy in the casual tone.
Fang Chixia turned her head and stared at herself and him calmly.
Her head was resting on his shoulder, and at some point, their positions reversed.
Her face was so close to his, so close that she was almost buried in his skin.
Fang Chixia was slightly startled as her eyes stiffened and glanced at his chin and lips which were close at hand.
"Almost there?" She wanted to take her head back as if nothing had happened, but Luo Yibei suddenly put an arm on her shoulder, blocking her movement.
Looking to one side of her face, he stared at her with interest. Before Fang Chixia could realize his intention, his face suddenly lowered and his cold lips pressed against hers...