Fang Chixia was stunned at the door.
The sound of water in the house stopped.
Luo Yibei seemed to be taking the clothes. After taking them, he probably disliked them and threw them aside.
Fang Chixia could clearly hear the soft sound of buttons hitting the floor in the bathroom through the door panel.
Luo Yibei didn't have any change of clothes here at all, so the ones he just picked up should be the ones he wore before.
Fang Chixia could guess what was going on inside without seeing it. She was distracted when the door was suddenly opened at this moment.
Luo Yibei stood at the door wrapped in a bath towel, stared at her, and naturally stuffed the dirty clothes he had changed into her arms.
"Thank you!" His words were taken for granted.
It seemed like it was only right for Fang Chixia to help him wash his clothes.
Fang Chixia's hand holding his clothes stiffened.
Staring at the shirt in her hand, she took a deep breath, carried it out and put it on the laundry balcony, turned around and returned to the bedroom again.
She raised her head and stared at him, then stepped in front of him and pushed him up, "Go to Xiao Yi's room!"
In fact, she didn't exert much force, just the normal force she used to resist him.
However, Luo Yibei's expression suddenly changed.
She clearly heard his gasp.
Fang Chixia was stunned for a moment, and the hand holding his chest was frozen there.
She was stiff for a while, staring at his pale face calmly, and her heart tightened as if it were wound up.
She underestimated his condition!
With his hand retracted, she was turned around and persuaded instead, "My room is very small!"
"I don't mind!" Luo Yibei straightened the belt of the bath towel and walked slowly towards her bed.
Fang Chixia grabbed his belt with one hand, reflexively trying to pull him back.
However, after reaching out her hand, considering his current physical condition, she resisted the urge.
In the seven years of knowing him, she had never seen Luo Yibei so fragile, as if he were carved from glass and shattered as soon as he fell.
Fang Chixia was a little helpless about him and stared at him, but did not insist on this matter.
Ignoring the presence of him in the room, she turned around and wanted to go to the bathroom to wash up. Luo Yibei suddenly pulled her back.
"Everyone's thinking about this matter was wrong, but the starting point was good." His voice was very low, and he seemed a little helpless.
Fang Chixia froze with her back to him. She glanced sideways in his direction from the corner of her eye and said in a cold tone, "As your wife, I have the first right to know about this matter!"
"I know!" Luo Yibei was a little helpless.
Although he also felt that the actions of Jue Ye's group of people were inappropriate.
However, if he had any sense at that time, he would have asked everyone to do the same!
"Luo Yibei, not every belated explanation is meaningful!" A hint of sarcasm appeared on Fang Chixia's lips, "If you stab a person with a knife, and then sew him back with a stitch, you can If it doesn’t help, what is the cost of committing a crime?”
Every word she spoke was very sharp and sarcastic, and every word was like a needle pricking her chest, making people feel heartbroken.
Fang Chixia didn't want to forgive so easily every time.
More than three hundred days!
When he didn't give her any expectations, why should he ask her to wait for him where he was
Luo Yibei's hand held her tightly, his face remained stiff and downturned, and he was unable to refute her words for a long time.