Chapter 1465 You Just Treat Me as if I Don't Exist
An old friend?
Fang Chixia chewed on his words, and his heart sank.
"I'm sorry, I have something to do later!" She calmed down the look on her face, her tone was indifferent, and she wanted to close the door again with her backhand, but Luo Yibei suddenly "popped" one hand on the door.
His strength was already great, so to hold the door, Fang Chixia tried several times to close the door, but the iron door didn't move.
"What's the matter?" Luo Yibei took a slow step into the garden, his body approached her step by step, and the eyes on his face were still as cold as frost.
"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?" Fang Chixia took a few steps back, her face calm.
"Really?" Luo Yibei approached step by step, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
Xiao Nianbao stood behind Fang Chixia with her little head raised lightly, looking at Fang Chixia for a while, and Luo Yibei for a while, blinking her eyes.
He is a very observant child. Although he doesn't understand the world of adults, from the reactions of the two, he can feel that the two have a close relationship.
"I haven't seen him for four years, has Miss Fang even forgotten her identity?" Luo Yibei was still approaching Fang Chixia, his tone was extremely ironic. When he said this, the cold light in his eyes suddenly condensed.
The two of them stared at each other.
"What's my identity?" Fang Chixia shuddered when he saw him, his heart tensed, and he took a step back.
Her step back was a little flustered, and the little milk bag was still behind her.
When she retreated, the child probably didn't expect it, and before she had time to avoid it, the small figure was directly pushed against the wall by the two advancing and retreating.
Luo Yibei didn't even look at him from beginning to end, and was still approaching Fang Chixia.
His eyes were cold, as if he would peel her off in the next second.
Until, behind him, a crisp "ouch" suddenly sounded.
Small milk packs.
The voice of milky milky voice, and the tone of voice also turned a few bends.
Luo Yibei came back to his senses, his eyes lowered, and his eyes slowly fell on the little milk bag behind Fang Chixia, who was squeezed so that he could see half of his face.
Fang Chixia's body was stiff, and she squinted at the little guy behind her, her face a little embarrassed.
The little milk bag doesn't matter, he just smiled at the two of them, and sneaked out from behind Fang Chixia, "Go on! Go on! It's fine when I don't exist!"
He smiled very innocently, and his eyes were a little like watching a play.
Luo Yibei stared at him for a long time, his eyes closed lightly.
"The child is still here!" Fang Chixia shoved the little milk bag into Luo Yibei's arms, and regardless of whether it would hit the fragile heart of the little meatball, he shoved him directly into Luo Yibei arms.
Luo Yibei glanced down at the small meat ball standing between the two, and was slightly startled.
He had actually forgotten about the child just now.
The little milk bag looked up at the two with her small head raised, her eyes a little innocent.
"It's time for you to go back!" Fang Chixia glanced at him lightly, pushed the two of them out of the door, turned their backs, and slammed the iron gate of the garden closed.
The little milk bun stood outside the garden gate, with a shriveled mouth, feeling that he was rejected.
Luo Yibei glanced at him coolly, took a deep breath, did not insist here, but picked him up and walked towards his car.
He strode to the front of the car, shoved the little bun into the car, and he started the car with a "bang" and left.