Fang Chixia's eyes stayed on the bunch of flowers for a long time, and then moved away as if nothing had happened.
Luo Yibei prepared a lot for today's dinner, from the furnishings of the room to the interior layout and even the outside environment.
They have been married for several months, and this is the first time that he has put so much thought into a meal.
Fang Chixia somehow recalled his words last night in her mind.
Thinking about the look in his eyes when he said this last night, her eyes became much warmer.
When I was eating the food on the plate again, I suddenly felt that it tasted better.
"Luo Yibei, I like something light tonight." After almost finishing her share of food, her eyes suddenly turned to his plate.
Luo Yibei had eaten the hot pot prepared by her twice and always remembered her strong taste. The food prepared for her tonight had a strong taste, such as spicy seafood.
His diet has always been relatively light, and the dishes he orders at any time are always bland.
The meal for both of us was almost finished, and I had never heard her say it didn't taste good before.
Luo Yibei was stunned when he suddenly said this, and then changed his plate with hers, "Then eat this."
In fact, both of them are mysophobic. However, he did this action very naturally. He didn't mind eating from her used dinner plate, and he didn't mind that the things on her plate were not to his taste at all.
After taking a few bites of the food on her plate, he suddenly raised his face and looked at her with his eyes free, "Actually, I prefer to hear you call my name."
After a pause, he added playfully, "If you think Ah Bei or Brother Bei sounds nice, I don't mind if you call me that."
Fang Chixia choked on his words, and the sip of wine she just drank choked her throat, making her face turn red.
Brother Bei
Fang Chixia is a little messy.
"Call Yi Bei!" Luo Yibei put down the tableware in his hands and corrected him seriously.
"Yi Bei." Fang Chi Xia called him nervously.
The two of them had been married for several months, and she wasn't being pretentious with him.
Luo Yibei was quite satisfied with her compliance. He glanced at her plate and motioned for her to continue eating.
Fang Chixia didn't know if he would say anything surprising later. He lowered his head and finished the food on his plate a few times, then sat aside and stared at the bouquet.
"Do you like it?" Luo Yibei noticed her reaction from the corner of his eye and asked casually.
"Yeah." Fang Chixia answered casually.
"I'll give it to you every day if you like it?" It was still very casual.
Fang Chixia, “…”
The conversation between the two of them was very casual. She didn't take Luo Yibei's words seriously at all, but she didn't know that some people actually listened to them.
The next day after returning from the night, before going to Rong Xi, Fang Chixia got up in the morning and went downstairs. Before breakfast, the doorbell outside the villa rang.
Fang Chixia was a little puzzled. Apart from Xiao Zuo, basically no one visited her and Luo Yibei's villa.
Slowly walking out, she opened the door.
Standing outside the door was a young boy, about fifteen or sixteen years old.
Holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, he smiled brightly when he saw her, with a few small freckles reflected on his cheeks under the sun.
"Miss, your flowers! Look at the little card above." Handing the flowers in his hand to her, the young man smiled at her, reminded her, asked her to sign for them, and then left.