The hand clasping her waist tightened, and his tone suddenly became more serious, "Stay with that person and torture him to the end!"
Fang Chixia's body froze, and her eyes widened slightly as she looked at him.
Luo Yibei's hand around her neck pressed the back of her head and leaned towards him, sucking hers with his lips, biting her lips, rubbing and sucking, as if tasting As if he was tasting something delicious, he rolled it on her lips for a long time. Staring at her bright pink lips, he slowly raised his face and said, "Miss Fang, what do you think?"
Fang Chixia just felt that his words were a bit ironic, pursed her lips and looked at him coldly, without answering.
When he said this, he probably didn't know how much courage it would take to return to him, right
"It's time to get on!" Not wanting to argue with him about this issue, Fang Chixia pushed him away and climbed onto the cruise ship before him.
The two of them had been in the water for so long, and she was completely soaked.
After going up, I asked the servant for a rest room. I borrowed a hair dryer because I just wanted to dry my hair and clothes, but it was too much trouble to blow it on.
She left in a hurry today, and Xiao Yi didn't even say hello to her in advance. She was here without any clothes.
Fang Chixia stood in the room, wondering how to solve this problem. The door was pushed open, and Luo Yibei walked in in a few steps.
He was holding a clean set of skirts in his hands, as if they had been prepared on the cruise ship in advance.
Fang Chixia stared at the clothes in his hand, and her face darkened.
Why is there an illusion that he came to Sicily today as a premeditated plan
Luo Yibei didn't explain. He came to her side in a few steps and handed the skirt in his hand to her, "Here."
Fang Chixia just stared at the clothes in his hand and didn't take them.
Luo Yibei frowned and lazily sat down on the sofa. Regardless of whether she was happy or not, he pulled her to sit on him and raised his hands to change her clothes himself.
"Let go, I'll do it myself!" Fang Chixia raised her arms and tried to stop him.
As if he couldn't see her resistance, Luo Yibei pulled off her obstructing hand with one hand, put it behind her back, and continued to untie her wet clothes as if nothing had happened.
He had done the same thing too many times before, and when he did it again, his movements were very neat.
After three strokes, five divided by two, Fang Chixia's clothes were completely stripped off by him.
The cool sea breeze blew in, and Fang Chixia shivered from the cold.
"Luo Yibei, get out!" His arm was wrapped around his wrist. She tried to struggle, but Luo Yibei's hand that was holding her suddenly exerted force, pulling her closer to his arms and pressing her down. The softness pressed against my arms.
"Don't try to turn a gentleman into a wolf!" The cold voice was the most straightforward warning.
Fang Chixia froze against his body and raised her head, with a sarcastic look on her face, "Can a gentleman and Mr. Luo get along?"
"Isn't it now?" Luo Yibei responded lazily to her and continued to help her change her clothes.
As he gathered up the clean skirt and was about to fasten the zipper, he suddenly said, "Or is Miss Fang more used to being ungentlemanly?"
"..." Fang Chixia glanced at him coldly and turned her face to the side.
Luo Yibei lowered his eyes and helped her straighten the zipper.
Pulling it on completely, he stood up and casually straightened the folds of his shirt. He took her hand and walked out of the room, "Follow me somewhere!"
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