The room was quiet, there were no lights, and candles were burning everywhere in the room.
There was a dining table in the center, with flickering candlelight and a bouquet of perfumed roses that were so fresh that they were still hanging with dewdrops.
The whole room is filled with the faint fragrance of roses.
Luo Yibei stared at the dining table quietly for a while, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Looking along the dining table, his eyes fell on the mother and son outside the balcony.
Fang Chixia and Xiao Yi were sitting on the same chair, with their backs to him, as if they were in class.
The small breasts are wrapped around the short legs, and the body is lazily leaning on the back of the chair, which seems to be particularly comfortable.
Fang Chixia taught him how to read word by word.
Xiao Naibao is a very smart child, and the people around him are all versatile. The teachers are not a little better than ordinary children.
After Fang Chixia took classes for a period of time, he has long since gotten rid of his original image of a cute god who only recognized "fried chicken" and "french fries".
Now, holding a newspaper, he can basically understand the general content by himself.
Luo Yibei stared at the mother and son for a long time. The little girl probably noticed his gaze and suddenly turned her face to the side.
"Beibei, you're awake!" Seeing him, Xiao Yi greeted him with a smile.
"Yeah." Luo Yibei smiled at him, lifted the sheets and got out of bed, and walked slowly towards the bathroom.
As soon as the person disappeared at the door, a voice suddenly came from inside, "Honey, help!"
He called Fang Chixia very smoothly, no matter how long it had been since he called her.
I called out, but there was no response from outside. I was stunned for a moment, and then called out again, "Honey, come here!"
There was still no response from outside, not even the sound of Gang Fang Chi Xia teaching Xiao Yi.
"Chi Xia!" Luo Yibei poked his head out of the room and turned his head to look out. Fang Chi Xia's figure suddenly appeared at the door.
Luo Yibei was slightly startled, staring at her face, and raised the corners of his lips in a good mood.
"What's wrong?" Fang Chixia glanced at him for a few seconds.
Luo Yibei raised his face slightly and pointed his chin with his eyes.
Fang Chixia was slightly startled. Before she could realize what he meant, Luo Yibei grabbed her, held her in his arms and placed her on the sink, and moved his chin closer to her.
"Shave it off for me!" He said without changing his expression, as if it was natural for Fang Chixia to do such a thing for him.
When Fang Chixia came over, she originally thought that his hand was injured and it was inconvenient to lift it up, so she asked her to come over.
But he didn't expect that he could hold her so effortlessly, but he couldn't do such a small thing.
Fang Chixia was speechless to him, but didn't say anything.
Sitting in this position, she took the razor, applied lather on it, and started shaving carefully for him.
Luo Yibei hugged her with his arms, looking at her lazily, while using his mouth and hands, he kneaded her here and there, caressed and kissed her.
"Luo Yibei, don't move!" Fang Chixia was itchy all over because of his teasing, and she leaned back. Her original intention was to avoid his movements, but unexpectedly, Luo Yibei took advantage of the situation and bullied her body. He leaned against her body, wrapped his arms around her and leaned against the wall behind him.
Cold frustration spread through his back to his blood, and Fang Chixia's body trembled in his arms.
"Then it's you who will do it?" Luo Yibei leaned over and bit her lips lightly, teasing with a low smile.
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