Fang Chixia's body stiffened slightly in his arms, and she raised her head and stared at him steadily.
Seeing the gentle smile in his eyes that could melt people, her heart felt as if it was tied to something and gently moved.
"Take care of the injury first." The head came out of his arms without standing up. With the two of them in this posture, she continued to bandage it for him.
Her movements were very delicate, and the curves of her face were softened by the sunlight. It was warm, like the light of an early summer afternoon, and she looked indescribably comfortable.
The room was very quiet, except for the sound of the little baby's very light breathing as he slept.
Luo Yibei stared at Fang Chixia calmly, his eyes glued to her, as if he couldn't get enough of her.
It's like a child who has found his favorite toy. He can't get tired of looking at it while holding it.
His gaze was still very deep, and Fang Chixia's face burned at the sight of him, and she suddenly raised her head.
"Luo Yibei, what are you doing?"
"Is it illegal to admire your own woman?" Luo Yibei rewarded her expressionlessly.
Fang Chixia was speechless, rolled her eyes at him, and ignored him.
After helping him take care of all the wounds, she fixed her hand on the bow she had tied with the gauze. She was lost in thought for a while, and then suddenly asked, "Why did you agree to the old lady's conditions today?"
"Take a chance. If you lose, you will lose your life at most, but if you win, you can regain something more important than your life. Why don't you agree?" Luo Yibei's lips curved slightly, looking at her eyes. Deep, deep.
Something more important than life...
Fang Chixia's heart seemed to be lightly hit by something, and her eyes stagnated when she looked at him.
Luo Yibei didn't explain too much about his behavior today. He hugged her and fell on the sofa, leaning against her, and closed his eyes comfortably.
"Tired, take a rest!"
His voice had an indescribable hoarseness, like someone who had stayed up all night.
Fang Chixia was pressed heavily by him. She originally wanted to push him away, but when she heard his voice, she resisted the urge.
Letting him just lean on her, her raised hand dropped again.
Luo Yibei seemed to be really sleepy. He leaned on her and didn't even care whether his sleeping position was comfortable or not. He fell asleep in a short while.
Fang Chixia turned her head sideways, her eyes carefully falling on his face, and she stared at him quietly while he was sleeping.
Luo Yibei's chin had some light stubble at some point. After the two of them having struggled for such a long time, he looked much more mature than before, with a tired look on his face.
Very light beard, a bit decadent, but extremely sexy.
Fang Chixia's hand touched his face, and her fingertips gently slid across his chin. She was very gentle to avoid disturbing him.
Lingering on his stubble back and forth, she suddenly liked the feeling.
Generally, men with stubble are considered sloppy, but if this happens to a good-looking man, it is called sexy and mature!
A good-looking man looks good no matter what, even if he is covered in linen and has stubble all over his face.
Luo Yibei is such a man.
Fang Chixia stayed with him on the sofa for a long time. Luo Yibei seemed to be a little guarded that she would leave when he woke up. Even when he fell asleep, he still held her tightly.
After a deep sleep, when I woke up, it was already after seven o'clock in the evening.
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