Luo Yibei didn't know what time she got up this morning, but judging from the huge renovation in the living room, she should have been up for several hours when he got up. (First published on шщш.щuruo.com novel website)
When he came to her side and looked at her like this quietly, he moved his face closer to hers.
She looked very peaceful while sleeping, her long eyelashes drooping gently, and her breathing was clear and shallow.
Although many of this woman's behaviors when awake are very unpleasant, she is still very pleasing to the eye at this time.
At this time, Fang Chixia was like a tired child, quiet and indifferent, holding a big cartoon pillow in her arms.
Her facial features were really exquisite, her face was probably no bigger than his hand, her skin was as delicate as petals washed by milk, and her slightly opened lips seemed to be filled with magic, bewitching Luo Yibei. His lips moved towards hers in a strange way.
However, before the kiss started, the sleeping man's eyes suddenly opened.
"Go away, don't come over!" She didn't even look at him. She seemed to be frightened. She rolled down from the hanging chair with a "thud" in panic, and shrank back to the corner. In panic, He casually grabbed a vase next to him and smashed it towards his head.
Her series of movements were so fast that Luo Yibei was caught off guard. He didn't expect that the person who cooperated with him so much every night would suddenly make such an extreme move. He took a step back for a moment and was hit in the middle of his forehead.
A clear sound of gasping sounded between the two of them, and his sharp eyes glanced at her face. Luo Yibei's face turned dark, "Fang Chixia!"
Fang Chixia's head became clearer after being yelled at by him.
She stared blankly at his face, then looked at the murder weapon in her hand, and threw the vase behind her in a panic.
"Why are you?" She looked a little embarrassed. She wanted to check on him, but she was afraid of being thrown out by him, so she didn't dare to step forward.
"Otherwise, who else do you think it will be?" Luo Yibei's face was filled with dark clouds when he suffered "domestic violence" on the third day of his wedding.
Forehead…
Fang Chixia twitched the corners of her mouth with an awkward expression.
"Shouldn't I explain it?" Luo Yibei glanced at her face, his eyes filled with coldness.
"I was so sleepy that I forgot where I was for a moment... Hehe... Hehe..." Fang Chixia smiled, but at this time, the smile looked a bit stiff.
Luo Yibei stared at her calmly, thinking about the situation when he saw her for the first time, he roughly guessed it.
During the past few years in the Fang family, had she spent every day in such fear
"I really didn't mean it. Are you okay? Let me help you take a look!" Fang Chixia saw that his expression seemed to have improved a little, so she slowly moved over and held his head to look at him.
Fortunately, there are no wounds, just the forehead near the hair is a little red.
Her movements were very gentle, which calmed down Luo Yibeigang's anger.
Forget it, considering how pitiful she is, he will let her go just once!
"Why are you back all of a sudden?" Fang Chixia pushed him to sit on the hanging chair where she had just been sitting. She wanted to turn her head to help him get an ice pack, but he grabbed him.
"Sit down!" He asked, gesturing to his legs.
Fang Chixia usually cooperates with him at night, but she is quite uncomfortable with being so close to him in broad daylight.
Looking at him blankly, she hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.
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