Fang Chixia stared at his back quietly for a while, turned her head and glanced at the bathroom, then went to the room to help him find a bathrobe.
Carrying it into the bathroom, she didn't disturb him, but quietly put the bathrobe on the hanger.
Luo Yibei came out a few minutes later. After coming out, he casually wiped his wet hair, then sat on the sofa holding a notebook and seemed to be busy working.
Fang Chixia did not disturb him and turned around and entered the bathroom.
She took a long bath inside. When she came out, Luo Yibei had already put away his notebook and stood on the balcony with his back to her, staring at the snowy scene outside.
Fang Chixia turned her head and stared at him. Her red lips moved. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.
The atmosphere in the room was a bit cold.
Neither man spoke.
Luo Yibei stood on the balcony and was lost in thought for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
Fang Chixia went to bed first, nestled in the quilt and stared at him calmly, not sleeping.
Luo Yibei went to bed near early in the morning and stood outside for nearly two hours.
After Fang Chixia got closer to him, her body habitually moved into his arms, and her arms naturally hugged him.
Looking at him calmly, she asked cautiously, "Are you still angry?"
In some respects, the two have similar personalities, and neither gives in easily.
Now, by taking the initiative to speak, she was putting aside her dignity to show weakness to him.
However, Luo Yibei didn't seem to appreciate it very much, and his expression was still cold.
Fang Chixia kept up her efforts, hooked her legs around his slender legs, and wrapped her whole body around him.
Luo Yibei's body was very tense, and he allowed her movements from beginning to end, with an unmoved expression on his face.
Fang Chixia raised her head and glanced at him calmly, then her fingertips gently slid down his face and gently rubbed circles on his chest.
After seven years of marriage, she rarely did anything so deliberate to please him, but she wasn't so stupid that she wouldn't do it.
After all, the two have been married for so long, and she has been coached by him so many times, so she still has some experience.
She walked very slowly, her fingertips seemed to be on fire. Before she passed a place, Luo Yibei's body seemed to become more tense.
Fang Chixia was very aware of her influence on him, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.
She raised her head and glanced at him, put her arms around his neck, pulled his face down, and kissed his lips gently.
Her initiative, if normal, would undoubtedly be a fuse full of firepower.
Basically, once the flames are ignited, both people will become out of control.
However, today Luo Yibei just looked at her actions with cold eyes and did not react at all.
Fang Chixia was a little frustrated, but not discouraged.
As soon as her body crawled on top of him, she simply took off his clothes and pulled them up.
Her movements were a bit rough, not much different from his usual self.
After tugging at it randomly a few times, she couldn't untie it, so she directly replaced it with stripping.
The bathrobe Luo Yibei wore was originally very loose, but after she pulled it, it fell loosely to her waist.
The picture is somewhat coquettish and charming.
Fang Chixia was quite brave at this time. They had been married for so many years, and she didn't need to care about being reserved in front of him.