"He's gone!" Luo Yibei's voice suddenly came from the side.
It seems to have a touch of acidity.
Fang Chixia came back to her senses, rolled her eyes at him, and helped him up.
"Let's go!" She helped him to walk to the car, but behind him, Mrs. Chris's somewhat annoyed voice suddenly sounded.
"Crazy! What kind of poison is this?"
Fang Chixia stopped her steps, glanced sideways at her, and corrected her quietly, "That's because Si Nuo is a good person!"
One sentence made Mrs. Chris even more angry.
"You mean, this lady is heinous?"
"I didn't use this word. Madam is a good grandma who loves her grandson." Fang Chixia looked away from her, stopped a passing car next to her, helped Luo Yibei get into the car, and bent down to follow her. .
The taxi slowly left after that.
Tonight's night is particularly beautiful. The night sky is so clear and cloudless that you can even see stars in the starry sky.
When they arrived at the hotel, Fang Chixia held Luo Yibei's hand, and neither of them spoke a word the whole way upstairs.
Luo Yibei's arm was injured. On the way back to his room, his arm was bleeding as he walked.
He seemed to feel no pain, and kept staring at Fang Chixia as he walked beside her.
Even though he was injured like this, his expression seemed to be very happy, and the corners of his lips were even slightly curled.
When he went upstairs and returned to the room, the little girl was accompanied by two bodyguards. She sat upright with her short legs crossed, as if waiting for the two of them to come back.
"Mommy!" When he saw Fang Chixia, he called her in a childish voice. He ran over happily, threw himself into Fang Chixia's arms, and hung his body directly on hers.
"Mommy, you're not with Uncle Fei!" He seemed very happy, holding Fang Chixia in his arms, with a smile as bright as a flower on his face.
It was as if he couldn't see Luo Yibei being hurt. He only had Fang Chixia in his eyes, and he never let go of her.
Fang Chixia picked him up, took him to the sofa, lay down on the sofa with him, held his young face and kissed him hard again and again.
"Be good, go take a nap."
"Okay." The little girl was obedient this time, hanging her arm around her neck and nodded softly.
Fang Chixia carried him to the bed, sat down by the bed, and stayed with him until he fell asleep, then turned around and came to Luo Yibei.
After rummaging through the cabinets in the room and finding the medicine box, she came to his side, lowered her head and helped him treat his wounds.
Her face was lowered, her eyebrows were focused, and she didn't speak to him.
Luo Yibei stared at her for a while, ignoring the wounds on his body, and suddenly picked her up.
He moved very hard, not caring whether it would pull the wound on his arm.
The gauze that Fang Chixia had just bandaged him was dyed red almost immediately.
Fang Chixia was slightly annoyed by his behavior, so she raised her fist and hit him several times, "Luo Yibei, let go of your hand!"
"Don't let go!" Luo Yibei spat out two words to her coldly. Not only did he not let go, but he hugged her tighter.
It was as if it had been a century since he had been so close to her. He tightened his arms tightly and leaned forward, groping for her lips and kissing her.
He pecked her lips lightly, sucked lightly, and held her lips in his mouth, as if he was tasting some delicious wine.
Strength, either light or heavy.
"Chi Xia, I'm very happy today!" His voice was gentle and urgent, and even the look in her eyes showed a low smile.