Chapter 1330 Past Admiration

Fang Chixia's whole body stiffened, and her eyes suddenly shrank.

Leng Qihan was very close to her, his arms imprisoning her between the refrigerator and him.

His face was slowly leaning towards her, so close that it was almost touching hers.

Fang Chixia stared at the clear reflection of herself in his eyes in astonishment. She wanted to turn her body to the side. Leng Qihan's hand holding her shoulder seemed to exert force, but Fang Chixia did not struggle away.

"Chi Xia," Leng Qihan looked at her with his knowing eyes and spoke in a very slow tone, "Do you know what I have always regarded you as?"

Fang Chixia's struggling movements paused, and her drooping face lifted up. Her expression was unusually calm.

"Qihan, I have some regrets. If you miss it, you will miss it. You can never make up for it!"

She seemed to know what he was going to say and she just avoided his question.

Leng Qihan had a special meaning to her. No matter what feelings Fang Chixia had for him or what feelings he had for her, if it hadn't been for the years he left and Luo Yibei's appearance, she might have been able to together with him.

But if only if.

The reality that has been created cannot be changed. It might be better for both of us to keep those unspoken emotions buried like this!

This was what Fang Chixia meant when she said this. However, Leng Qihan's focus was not on the point she wanted to express.

Listening to her words calmly, he was startled for a moment, then a flash of light flashed across his eyes.

"Regret?" He seemed a little excited, pulling her shoulders tighter with his hand, looking at her seriously, "Chi Xia, you once liked me, right?"

He asked urgently and as calmly as he was, Fang Chixia had never seen him lose control before, holding her hand and even pinching her until it hurt.

Outside the kitchen door, a pair of footsteps approached slowly and slowly. The sound was actually not too quiet, especially at this time when there was no one inside or outside, it would be clearer.

Echoes were even heard in the lobby outside, but the two people in the kitchen seemed not to hear them.

"Answer me!" Leng Qihan shook Fang Chixia's shoulders, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his chest.

Fang Chixia was silent for a long time. Just when she was about to answer, when she raised her face, her eyes unexpectedly collided with the person at the door.

She seemed to be frightened, and her face turned pale.

It was as white as deathly gray, so white that there was no trace of blood.

Her body was very cold, and Leng Qihan could feel it just by holding her hand.

He even felt her tremble slightly.

Leng Qihan narrowed his eyes and pondered quietly for a while, then slowly turned his face sideways and his eyes drifted behind him.

The person standing at the door looked drunk just ten minutes ago. He should have been lying on the bed in the lounge... Luo Yibei!

Luo Yibei's tall figure stood in the middle of the door, looking at the two people inside expressionlessly, his eyes clear and not hazy at all.

It can be seen at a glance that such a person is not drunk at all.

His eyes were cold when he looked at the two of them, especially when he was staring at Fang Chixia. It was so cold that the temperature in the kitchen even dropped a lot.

Fang Chixia was stunned for a few seconds when he looked at her like this, and then she violently pushed Leng Qihan away.

"Why are you awake? Are you thirsty? Why didn't you call me?" He turned to the kitchen table and poured him a large bowl of hangover soup. Fang Chixia held the bowl and passed him, walking in front of him and walking toward the table where the two of them just drank. Go to the lounge.