A very deep voice, as hoarse as cracked silk, with a layer of sandy texture.
It's not that Luo Yibei has never confessed to Fang Chi Xia, but this is the first time he said these three words so straightforwardly.
In the past, in his eyes, as long as she knew about this kind of thing, love did not necessarily have to be expressed.
After knowing each other for six years, Luo Yibei despised these three words.
Fang Chixia didn't expect that he would say such a thing suddenly, and her spine trembled, and the hand holding the phone froze.
His mood was not as bright as fireworks as expected, nor did it fluctuate too much. When Fang Chixia suddenly heard these three words from his mouth, Fang Chixia's heart sank inexplicably.
"What's wrong?" She asked tentatively, her eyebrows twisted in suspicion.
"It's okay, I just want to tell you." Luo Yibei smiled, his smile was like his tone tonight, as light as a wisp of wind.
"Really?" The too calm tone cast a shadow over Fang Chixia's heart.
"What do you think? You haven't heard these three words in six years of marriage, don't you feel that you are at a loss?" Luo Yibei's tone of voice returned to his usual playful tone as his fingertips caressed the metal body of the phone.
Fang Chixia is still relatively used to his tone of voice, at least it won't make her think he's weird.
"It's quite a loss." Fang Chixia even admitted it very simply without denying what he said.
No woman would reject these three words.
No dating, no proposal ceremony, there is nothing to worry about, but even these three words are stingy, normal women are a little confused.
Luo Yibei was amused by her and burst into laughter.
His mood seemed to be much happier because of her, and Fang Chixia could feel the low smile in his eyes through the phone line.
Fang Chixia was in a good mood, thinking that nothing would happen if she came to his place. She felt relieved and wanted to hang up the phone, but Luo Yibei's voice rang again, "Mrs. Luo, don't you have anything to say to me?"
His tone was drawn out, and it was self-evident what he was implying.
Fang Chixia pretended not to understand what he said, "No."
"Really?" Luo Yibei seemed a little disappointed.
"Really not!" Fang Chixia denied simply.
"Well, since Mrs. Luo has always been duplicitous, I know your answer." Luo Yibei teased her and wanted to hang up the phone. When his fingertips were about to touch the hangup button, Fang Chixia's voice Suddenly came from the other end of the phone, "Come back from Europe as soon as possible, and I will tell you whatever you want to hear when you come back!"
She spoke hurriedly, as if she was afraid he wouldn't hear her.
Luo Yibei was slightly startled, chewing her words over and over again. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Okay."
Fang Chixia hung up the phone with satisfaction and sat alone in the study for a while, tapping the tip of her pen on the table. She pondered for a long time, thinking about Luo Yibei asking her to redesign a series of jewelry. She took out a A piece of draft paper and sketched out the design again.
It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening when I simply designed a sketch.
The villa was quiet, and the rest of the family seemed to have fallen asleep.
Fang Chixia felt a little hungry, stretched a little tiredly, opened the door and walked out, went down to the kitchen and rummaged for something.
Rong Ma, the servant at home, happened to be awake at this time. When she saw her in the kitchen, she smiled and said hello to her, "Young Madam, are you hungry?"