"I have to work overtime later to process some translation materials." When she came upstairs, she left a few words and moved to the study with a large stack of company materials.
Luo Yibei did not stop him, but went directly into the bedroom.
Fang Chixia stayed in the study for a long time.
When we walked out, it was already eleven o'clock.
I pushed open the bedroom door and wanted to walk in, but unexpectedly found that there were no lights on in the room, and it was all lit by candlelight.
Luo Yibei was sitting on the sofa by the window, wearing a bathrobe.
Pure white, loose and loose, the belt is tied casually, lazy and sexy.
Holding a glass of wine in his hand, he looked in her direction.
He seemed to be waiting for her specifically, with a casual expression and a lazy look on his face.
"Why are you thinking about using candlelight?" Fang Chixia stared at the room unaccustomedly. After walking in, she slowly came to his side.
As soon as she got close, Luo Yibei pulled her over, and Fang Chixia's body fell into his arms.
I wanted to get up, but his wrist was pressed down by him, "Drink a drink with me!"
Fang Chixia was slightly stunned, a little surprised that he suddenly had such interest, but he did not refuse.
"Okay." Without breaking away from his arms, she sat up in this posture.
Luo Yibei poured a glass for each of them.
Fang Chixia knew a lot about wine, but she didn't know what kind of wine he brought out today.
She didn't know how high the concentration was.
They were already an old couple, so she basically had no defense in front of Luo Yibei.
"Why are you thinking about drinking all of a sudden?" She smiled as she took the wine glass he handed over, tilted her head slightly and drank up the wine he gave her.
Drink it all in one gulp!
Luo Yibei's eyes seemed to twitch slightly, but he didn't say anything.
Taking the wine bottle, he poured her another glass, "Does it taste good?"
"Not bad, just a bit spicy!" Fang Chixia pursed her lips, raised her hand and wiped a drop of wine from the corner of her mouth.
"Really?" Luo Yibei's lips seemed to have a faint arc, but he still didn't explain anything.
"Sit here!" He gestured, glancing at his legs from the corner of his eye.
Fang Chixia was not restrained and sat down facing his legs.
"Do you want to try it again?" Luo Yibei hugged her from behind with his arms, rubbed his nose against hers, and breathed softly into her ear.
His breath was hot, teasing Fang Chixia's skin, making it feel numb.
I don't know if it was because his breath was too hot or because of the alcohol, but Fang Chixia's ears began to feel warm.
"Is the concentration of this wine a little high?" Pulling on the collar of her clothes, she suddenly felt something was wrong.
"How is high?" Luo Yibei raised his eyebrows lightly and poured her another glass.
He had experience in Fang Chixia's drinking capacity. He knew very well how many glasses of wine she could pour of different concentrations.
Already two cups!
"Why don't you drink?" Fang Chixia picked up one of the glasses of wine and brought it to his lips.
She often used the same method to deal with him. As long as she drank, her alertness immediately increased when he stopped drinking.
Luo Yibei was more straightforward. She brought it over and he drank it with a tilt of his head.
"I drank." He shook the empty wine glass in front of her and poured himself another glass.