Fang Chixia turned around and seemed to want to go out, as if she didn't hear what he said.
Luo Yibei didn't stop shouting, and turned around to find it by himself. However, when he opened the closet, he was stunned.
There are a lot of clothes in the closet. I don’t know when it started, but his clothes slowly piled up into a mountain.
Luo Yibei was not someone who liked to make things too complicated. Before she appeared in his world, his wardrobe had always been simple.
Luo Yibei really didn't notice when there were so many more.
Did she prepare these for him
Luo Yibei stared at the clothes neatly arranged inside, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
This woman is becoming more and more like a wife.
The corners of her lips raised in pleasure, and she bent down, trying to find a piece of clothing she usually wore and put it into the bathroom. However, after rummaging in the closet for a long time, she found nothing.
The corners of Luo Yibei's lips twitched slightly, feeling a little funny.
I didn't even notice how my wardrobe was transformed, but now I can't even find any clothes.
It's not really his fault.
Ever since she married Fang Chixia, she had been sorting out almost all of his wardrobe, and not even the servants had intervened.
Not only the wardrobe, but also all other large and small things in the house seemed to be decorated by her.
This kind of thing is a bit ironic, but Luo Yibei is happy to see it happen.
She knew this kind of thing better than he did, of course.
"Wife, clothes!" Luo Yibei shouted at Fang Chixia outside the door again at the top of his voice.
His voice was a bit drawn out, and his tone was like that of a playboy who only knows how to open his mouth by reaching for clothes and food.
Fang Chixia was accompanying Chen Xi next door and heard his call through the wall. She frowned and was very dissatisfied with him, but she still came over quickly.
Giving him an angry look, she helped him find clean clothes.
Luo Yibei squatted beside her and stared at her leisurely, "Did you buy all these clothes?"
"Yes." Fang Chixia said lightly to him and handed him a set of fresh clothes.
"Why do you think you suddenly bought so much?" Luo Yibei smiled and asked again.
"Nothing, I also want you to feel the feeling of being kept/raised?" Fang Chixia turned her head and gave him back the words they used before they got married.
The expression on Luo Yibei's face froze and his eyes darkened.
Fang Chixia turned her head and calmly helped him find his underwear.
Luo Yibei looked at her with creepy eyes.
Fang Chixia had long been accustomed to his eyes like this, and continued to rummage through his underwear as if he wasn't around.
Luo Yibei seemed to be brewing emotions and was silent for a long time. Just when Fang Chixia thought he would be irritable, his arm suddenly hooked one of her waists, and his palms caressed the soft skin of her waist consciously or unconsciously. He suddenly raised the corners of his lips evilly, "That's it!"
Fang Chixia was slightly startled, her eyes fixed on his hand for a few seconds, and then she opened the distance between him and Dian, "What are you doing?"
Luo Yibei ignored her and played with her for a while, then roughly tore the fabric lining her skirt.
"Luo Yibei, what are you doing?" Fang Chixia tried to retreat. However, as soon as she moved back, she was pulled back by Luo Yibei.
His strength was very brutal, he pressed her head against his chest, clasped her arms tightly, restrained her legs with his long legs, turned over, and suddenly suppressed her underneath him.