Luo Yibei didn't speak, and she didn't continue walking to the car.
Two people, one in the car and one outside the car, just stared at each other.
Luo Yibei stared at her for a long time, his face always cold.
Fang Chixia hesitated outside the car and never got in.
The two of them faced off like this for a while, and Luo Yibei suddenly opened the car door and walked out.
Fang Chixia watched his movements calmly, her eyes fixed on his face, and when he approached, she reflexively took two steps back.
Luo Yibei glanced at her face, his eyes full of contempt.
After taking a few steps towards her, he pulled her over.
Fang Chixia was a little afraid that he would attack in public, so she flicked her wrist and tried to pull it out of his hand. Luo Yibei suddenly glanced at her with a sharp look.
With a very sharp look, like the sharpest dagger blade, Fang Chixia was startled, and the impulse to resist was extinguished again.
Lifting her face, she stared at him calmly.
She was secretly observing his movements, and seeing Luo Yibei's sour expression, she thought that his young master's temper would explode.
However, Luo Yibei just stared at her coldly, twisting her eyes for a long time, but in the end did nothing.
Such him made Fang Chixia breathe a sigh of relief.
As if she couldn't see his still expression, she put her arms on his shoulders and suddenly pressed her body against his back, "Luo Yibei, carry me over!"
With a soft voice and an incredibly soft body, Luo Yibei froze slightly with his back to her.
"The shoes I wore today don't fit my feet and are not easy to walk on." Behind him, Fang Chixia was still chattering, her slender and white calves even dangling leisurely in front of him.
She was wearing stiletto heels, which she wore casually when going out today. The ones prepared for her by the servants of Chris Castle when she was in Country Y earlier did not fit her feet very well.
Luo Yibei stared at her shoes. They looked like they were an eyesore.
Almost everything related to Chris Castle is an eyesore to him.
Looking away, Luo Yibei made a move that surprised Fang Chixia.
He pressed her ankle with one hand, took off her shoes with a few clicks, and threw them away far away.
"If it doesn't suit you, why keep it?" His reason was high-sounding, and after a series of actions, his expression didn't even change.
Fang Chixia looked in the direction where the shoe was thrown, and was stunned for a moment, but did not refute his words.
Putting her arms around his neck, she tilted her face in his direction, "It's getting late, go back!"
"Yes." Luo Yibei responded lightly, hugged her and walked towards the car expressionlessly.
Fang Chixia seemed to be in a good mood tonight. When he was carrying her, her arms hugged him intimately, and her two delicate white feet kept dangling in front of him. She even hummed a song behind his back. .
"When I grow up..."
Four words, unfinished words, even before they were spoken, Luo Yibei was already aware of what she was about to sing.
The steps stopped, and he glanced at her with a sharp look, forcing Fang Chixia to swallow back what he had not finished.
Fang Chixia was stunned for a moment by him, pursed her lips, and changed the song, "..."
She sang a very gentle English song, and when she pronounced it in English, the tone was particularly nice.