Luo Yibei glanced at the dyed candlelight outside the house, then looked at the bath filled with petals, and raised his eyebrows, "Are you waiting for me?"
He clearly knew the cause and effect of the matter, but he spoke as if everything tonight was prepared by Fang Chixia.
"You are overthinking, it was not arranged by me." Fang Chixia pressed her hand in his.
"Really?" The corners of his lips raised in disdain. Luo Yibei casually took the towel on the side and wrapped it around her. He picked her up like a salvage and took her out of the room in strides, "In that case , then don’t let down the hotel’s good intentions.”
He took it as a matter of course, took Fang Chixia out of the bathroom, and walked slowly towards the bed.
"Luo Yibei, I don't want to!" Fang Chixia didn't struggle, but just reminded lightly.
Luo Yibei looked sideways and glanced at her face lightly, "What don't you want?"
Fang Chixia, “…”
The corners of his lips curled up coldly, and he pushed her to fall down on the soft big bed. He shook the sheets with his hands and shook off the petals of his breasts. He leaned over and kissed her softly with his cold lips.
"Which process don't you want to talk about? Tell me!" He seemed to have a very negotiable tone. As long as Fang Chixia could say it, he would avoid it.
This was what he meant, but the movement of his hand did not stop. His fingertips opened her bathrobe, and his hand had already penetrated into her clothes.
"Don't think about anything!" Fang Chixia turned her body sideways, but when she turned over, a small accident happened.
She wanted to avoid being in front of him. Her bathrobe was very loose and her belt was untied by Luo Yibei. When she turned it over, the clothes slipped directly from her shoulders, and her plump breasts just brushed against Luo Yibei's chest. .
It was a small movement, but the two people's bodies froze at the same time.
Fang Chixia seemed to be electrocuted, her body convulsed, and she lay a little stiff under him.
Luo Yibei's eyes, as cold as night, deepened after her words.
Fang Chixia looked a little embarrassed, and calmed down, pretending that nothing happened.
"Xiao Yi is still in the next room!" She pushed him away and tried to get up. Just as she sat up, a huge pulling force suddenly hit her wrist. Before she could react, Luo Yibei's breath swept over her. Come, along with a thud, Fang Chixia felt dizzy. When she came to her senses, her head was already on the pillow...
Luo Yibei's kisses were like a hot iron, falling densely...
The room next door.
The little girl was sitting alone on the large bed, swinging her legs leisurely and checking the time on her children's mobile phone.
He was wondering when Luo Yibei would come back.
"It's been over an hour!"
He was a little bored sitting alone. He held the edge of the bed with his hands, stepped down from his bed, and turned to the balcony to take a look.
He wanted to see what was going on in the room opposite, and to know whether the relationship between the two had eased.
However, I stood on tiptoe and saw nothing.
The little girl had no choice but to sit back on her bed.
In the next room, Fang Chixia was a little absent-minded tonight.
Being suppressed by Luo Yibei, her heart couldn't calm down when she thought of Xiaoyi staying alone in a room.
"Luo Yibei, go see Xiao Yi!" She reminded, pushing the man who was doing whatever he wanted on her.