The European-style fireplace proposed by Fang Chixia earlier was burning in the house, with a retro medieval style, and the temperature was much warmer than outside.
In country Y, it is customary to take off your coat when entering a house.
Fang Chixia naturally patted the snowflakes on his shoulders and helped him take off his large coat.
She acted as if there was no one around. She took off her clothes and hung them to the side, leaning into Luo Yibei's arms again.
A large group of servants quietly watched the intimacy between the two, their expressions were a little embarrassed, and finally they all retreated quietly.
Fang Chixia glanced sideways at the locked door from the corner of her eye and breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally out! Withdrawing from Luo Yibei's arms, she pushed the dresses piled on her chest and fell heavily on her chest, seeming a little tired.
Luo Yibei glanced at her lightly, tired
Fang Chixia didn't like all the tedious things, and was indeed a little tired from all the hard work.
Not to mention trying on dresses one by one, just the sight of servants walking around the house makes people dizzy.
Luo Yibei looked at her like this calmly, his eyes becoming colder.
This is the first day!
Yibei, can you help me see which one is suitable? Fang Chixia didn't want to think too much about this issue, so she stood up from the bed and ran her fingertips through the dresses. She took out a sea blue halter dress.
She prefers sea blue, which is like the color of the sea at night. It is the most popular color in the dresses Luo Yibei gave her.
It is also the most suitable color among all the colors she has worn.
The sea blue complements her temperament very well, elegant and elfin, like a mermaid slowly rising from the sea at dawn.
The style she chose now is embroidered, with purely hand-embroidered shoulder straps and a full backless design on the back. It is sexy yet elegant, which is very suitable for her at this age.
Is this okay? After testing the clothes in front of her, she turned her head and asked for his opinion.
Luo Yibei just stared at it, making a simple visual inspection, and didn't even let her try it on. He gave her a simple word, "Hmm."
His conciseness is not perfunctory, but because he knows her too well, and his visual inspection can be as accurate as after trying it on.
Fang Chixia turned around and tried it on with satisfaction.
The zipper was halfway unzipped. She turned her head and glanced at Luo Yibei behind her. Yibei, help me!
Luo Yibei stood up and quietly came behind her.
After staring at her in the dressing mirror, he pushed her hand away and slowly helped her zip up.
He had done this for her countless times.
He had done it as early as when the two were just married.
His eyes fell quietly on himself and her in the mirror, and he lost his mind.
It has only been seven years since they got married, and she still looks like she did when they were just married in the mirror. When she is quiet, she is as pure as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.
He was still the same as he was seven years ago, and time seemed to have left no trace on their faces. However, when he looked at him and her in the mirror, he suddenly felt like they were in another world.
Fang Chixia was also looking at him through the mirror, and in a tacit understanding, she thought of their wedding period seven years ago.
Seven years and more than 2,500 nights, he is still the same person as before, and she is still the same person as before.