Chapter 11 You Held Me Last Night

Luo Yibei clearly felt her unease, and two small hands tugged at his bathrobe, almost torn it off.

The person who was so heroic last night that he even dared to attack, now knows he is afraid?

The scene was really chaotic, it felt like a Uranus superstar was on the stage, and it was very noisy.

Luo Yibei didn't like this kind of noisy environment very much. If it was normal, he would glance at a group of people with his quasi-sharp eyes, and say "Shut up all of them" to solve the problem.

However, today, I don't know what he was thinking. He was facing so many cameras, and it was rare that he didn't get angry.

His eyes swept across the group of people lightly, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, he just asked lightly, "What are you talking about?"

Then, leaning over, his cold lips gently kissed the forehead of the woman in his arms.

A very slight movement, but it made the cameras in the hands of everyone on the scene shoot even more crazy.

Fang Chixia's body is obviously stiff, what is he doing?

He wanted to raise his head, but, worried that the two of them were being aimed at by so many cameras, he lowered his head again.

A group of people seemed to be shocked by Luo Yibei's action, and the scene became even more boiling.

"Master Luo is acknowledging your relationship with Miss Ji Ai?"

"Since both of you have appeared at the same time today, let's say a few more words!"

"Can Miss Ji raise her head?"

The reporter talked a lot and asked one question after another.

There was no response for a long time, and no one in the crowd exclaimed, "Hey, this young lady doesn't seem to be as tall as Ji Ai!"

In a word, a group of people regained their senses, and for the first time began to seriously look at Fang Chixialai.

"Master Luo, this is..."

Wanting to ask more, the corner of Luo Yibei's lips, who had already achieved his goal, raised a sarcasm, changed his previous sloppy look, swept his eyes coldly at a group of people, and roared coldly at the crowd, "Get out of here! "

The voice, neither high nor low, was clear and indifferent, but the chill that was inadvertently reflected was chilled to the bone marrow.

The speed of changing faces is very fast.

A group of reporters who were eager to ask more questions before were shivered by his roar, you look at me, I look at you, and I feel very unwilling.

It's rare to have such a hot news, who doesn't want to make headlines?

However, looking at Luo Yibei's frozen face, no one dared to stay, and the last swarms of swarms dispersed.

The surroundings were quiet again.

Fang Chixia's face slowly lifted, looked around, and let out a sigh of relief.

Luo Yibei glanced at the hand she was still holding on to his bathrobe, and then glanced at the bathrobe that she was dragging about to slip off, her cold eyes closed lightly, and she said expressionlessly, "Why? You didn't have enough fun last night, do you want to do it again?"

Fang Chixia was stunned and looked at the half-fading clothes, which could almost be described as "male lure/temptation", and withdrew his hand in disgust as if he had touched some germ.

"Your skills are too poor!" She turned her back and said it with disgust.

Luo Yibei raised his brows, and the corners of his lips raised a touch of contempt, "Really? But I didn't see it from your expression last night."

After a pause, he added, "By the way, you still hold me and refuse to let go."

The fluttering words were passed into Fang Chixia's ears, and Fang Chixia was completely dumbfounded.