Here, the atmosphere is still deadlocked.
Fang Chixia seemed to be really offended. She clenched her hands tightly, as if she would really pounce on Luo Yibei and take a few bites from him in the next second.
She was never a docile little sheep, she was always a cat with claws.
Being bullied to this extent and not fighting back at all is completely unlike her character.
As if nothing was wrong, Luo Yibei grabbed a white rag from the table and slowly wiped the wine drops on himself.
His movements were very casual, his mood didn't seem to be affected at all, and every move was even very detailed.
Fang Chixia stared at him angrily for a long time, and several times she was ready to throw the rag in her hand at him. However, after looking at the busy crowd around her, she finally resisted all impulses.
This is the Qing family, not her and Luo Yibei's home.
The two of them could make any fuss behind closed doors, but she didn't want to make others laugh.
Swallowing the bad breath in her chest, she changed a rag and wiped her clothes.
Luo Yibei watched her actions coldly from the side. Before she finished wiping, he said again, "I said pour water!"
Fang Chixia's hand holding the rag paused, a surge of anger rose up in her chest, and she almost threw the rag in his face again.
"Don't push yourself too far!"
"Are you teaching me a lesson?" Luo Yibei raised his thin lips coldly and raised the corners of his lips in sarcasm.
He neither argued with her nor refuted her words. Just such a simple sentence silenced Fang Chixia.
Yes, how could she be qualified to teach him a lesson
Fang Chixia suddenly seemed stunned and suddenly became quiet.
"I'm still waiting for you." Luo Yibei reminded again with a cold face.
Fang Chixia lowered her face and remained silent for several minutes. After struggling for a while, she finally walked towards the kitchen.
I poured him a glass of boiled water. When he came over, Luo Yibei was standing by the swimming pool, his tall figure standing with his back to the sun, lazily unbuttoning his shirt, as if he was preparing to swim in the water.
It's winter now. When Fang Chixia stepped onto the lakeside and stared at the water inside, he couldn't help but shudder.
"I'm sick." She muttered softly, and she regarded Luo Yibei's behavior as masochism.
Her voice was very, very low, so low that normal people couldn't hear it at all.
However, it was transmitted very clearly to the ears of the man standing by the lake not far away.
There were ripples in Luo Yibei's cold eyes, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he said nothing.
Fang Chixia was still walking in his direction with the water in her hand. There was a lake beside her, so she walked carefully step by step.
When I came to him, I wanted to hand over the white water in my hand. After I stretched out my hand, I suddenly tripped over something under my feet.
Fang Chixia happened to be standing on the bank of the lake. With this trip, her body lost her balance and she fell heavily into the lake.
City C has been snowing for the past two days, and today's temperature is close to freezing.
The water in the pool is almost freezing.
Suddenly falling like this, biting coldness hit from all directions, and Fang Chixia felt so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe.
"Help me! Help me!" She waved her hands in the air twice and helplessly asked for help from the man standing indifferently on the shore.
Luo Yibei just watched coldly, unmoved at all.
Not far away, Shi Jinyang and Tong Yan were also watching this scene.