"Lan Xiu, thank you, I'll try it." Ignoring Luo Yibei's cold face, Fang Chixia held the clothes and left.
The clothes Lan Xiu brought for Fang Chixia was a very French-style skirt. He probably had never done anything like bringing clothes for girls, so the hem of the skirt he bought was a bit short.
When Fang Chixia walked out in a skirt, Luo Yibei's mouth went dry.
This skirt is designed to be waist-cinching. Fang Chixia's waist is already very thin, so it outlines her figure very well.
Luo Yibei stared at her waist, which was so slender that he could hold it with his hands, and his mind unconsciously recalled the time and time again of her lying under him and letting him do whatever he wanted.
His eyes touched her slender and fair legs again, Luo Yibei's eyes were green and faint.
Fang Chixia obviously didn't notice his gaze and went back to doing things after coming out.
After being busy in the restaurant for a while, she walked out and half-lyed in front of the service counter, counting money with Lan Xiu.
"1 franc, 2 francs, 5 francs, 70, 500, Lan Xiu, we made a lot today."
"Yeah, keep working hard tomorrow."
“How much short do I have to pay for a plane ticket?”
"Let me count for you. There were already more than a thousand a few days ago. Adding today's, it's almost two thousand."
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The two of them were chatting in French. When Fang Chixia faced Lan Xiu, she didn't have a few expressions like when she faced Luo Yibei. She and Lan Xiu talked a lot, and the two of them chatted quite speculatively.
Her arms were supported on the service desk, and her body was half-bent. Her skirt was originally short, so in this position, her buttocks were raised a bit high.
Luo Yibei's thoughts have never been pure since he met her this morning.
Now that I see her like this again, all I can think about is when the two of them will be able to try this position again.
Fang Chixia didn't look at him behind her at all, but she still felt his overly evil gaze.
She turned her gaze slightly to the side and stared at him. Looking at him who was just looking at her, her heart skipped a beat, and she didn't know why, but her face turned so red.
Luo Yibei walked over in a few steps. No matter how hot the weather was now, he took his coat and put it on her body, "Wear it!"
He was much taller than her, so the clothes he put on her were longer than the skirt she was wearing underneath, partially covering her legs.
Fang Chixia was already a little uncomfortable, but she didn't refuse him at this time. She pulled up her clothes, turned around and left, "I'm going to clean up the room upstairs."
She said this to Lan Xiu. As for Luo Yibei, she seemed still annoyed with his behavior the day before yesterday and didn't speak to him.
After going upstairs, she tidied up each room. When she came to the door of Luo Yibei's room, she hesitated before entering.
The room was still very messy, with traces of the intense fight between the two last night everywhere, and even the chaotic atmosphere hadn't dissipated.
After Fang Chixia picked up everything on the ground and put it away, Luo Yibei happened to walk in.
Leaning against the door, he had free time to look at her without disturbing her.
Fang Chixia tidied the room briefly, turned her head and went to sort out the bills.
I wanted to pull off last night's clothes, but my eyes suddenly caught sight of a dry mark somewhere on my breasts.
Fang Chixia was startled, and her face turned red when she realized what it was...
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