His movements were simple, rough, and very crisp.
Even more simply, he actually locked the door and walked in himself.
"Get out!" Fang Chixia raised his head and looked at him, trying to take the towel next to him to cover himself, but Luo Yibei's contemptuous tone sounded faintly, "I've seen it so many times, what? It's still a year What’s the difference between now and a year ago?”
His words were full of extreme sarcasm, his tone was cold, and he also revealed boundless evil.
Fang Chixia's face froze and she looked at him coldly, wanting to pick up the wet towel in her hand and throw it at him.
Staring at him angrily, she was speechless for a while, then slowly raised her face and retorted word for word, "The difference between one year later and one year ago is whether you are happy or unhappy!"
"Were you happy a year ago?" Ignoring the second half of her sentence, Luo Yibei pursed his lips slightly.
Fang Chixia, “…”
Luo Yibei observed her expression calmly, squatted down next to her, his eyes roamed slowly over her body without hesitation, and his voice was extremely slow, "What else were you happy with a year ago?"
His eyes were very aggressive, like a wild animal staring at the delicacies on the plate.
Fang Chixia didn't like the look in his eyes, and wanted to shrink to the side. Just as she had the impulse, one of his arms wrapped her around her waist, and your body followed her into his arms.
He didn't care that his high-end shirt was soaked with water stains by her. He lifted her chin with his fingertips and fixed his eyes on her cherry red lips. He leaned forward and suddenly covered her with his cold lips.
"I remember you a year ago, so I wouldn't reject you!" His voice was very slow, and he talked to her lazily while she was taking a breather.
"Luo Yibei, you are shameless!" Fang Chixia turned her face to the side, trying to avoid it, but Luo Yibei forcefully raised her face, forcing her face to face him, and covered her lips again.
"There's more!" Along with his words, the kiss fell bit by bit.
There was no warmth in his kiss.
Just like the punishment every time I got angry in the past, it was calm at first, but then suddenly became more intense like a storm.
The position of the lips, along her neck, slowly downwards...
Fang Chixia bit her lip tightly, not wanting to be able to control the embarrassing sounds she made. When his kiss was about to reach her chest, she pushed him away violently.
"You came in to help me, right? If so, hurry up!"
Her face was slightly red, like peach blossom petals washed by rain, faint and haloed, but particularly attractive.
Luo Yibei's eyes darkened.
Seeing that his eyes were wrong, Fang Chixia quickly handed him the towel in her hand, "Here you go."
After all, the two of them had been together day and night for a long time, and she knew his habits.
If he comes in while she is taking a shower, there are usually two situations.
One is to help her wash, and the other is to be with her.
He had no intention of taking off his clothes after entering the bathroom today, obviously to help her.
Even after Fang Chixia decided to sever ties with him despite being unhappy, the two of them continued to argue.
However, right now she can only take one step at a time.
"Are you happy now?" Luo Yibei's lips curved with a hint of contempt, as if he was mocking the childishness of what she just said.