Chapter 157
"Wait until I come, don't wait." Luo Yibei reminded coldly.
His words were clearly threatening.
After all, the two have been married for so many days, and the incident of him threatening her has never happened.
She naturally knew what he was implying.
Fang Chixia stood on the balcony, staring at him quietly through the hazy night, hesitating for a while, but still dragged his legs and walked towards his room next door.
She went there just because there was something wrong with the gift she gave Shi Jinyang, and it wasn't that she succumbed to his threat.
Pushing open the door of his room, before entering, Luo Yibei's figure suddenly stood in front of her, an arm hooked around her waist, and her body was pushed against the wall behind her.
Fang Chixia raised his arm to push back, but his body pressed against hers...
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Fang Chixia's body was stiff, and he let him do whatever he wanted.
She didn't give him any response at first, but, later, her senses and body began to "involuntarily"...
long hours.
When it was over, Fang Chixia's whole figure seemed to fall apart, and he didn't even know how his head was on the pillow.
The next day she had to get up to work and woke up earlier than Loybe.
The room was very messy, the two people's clothes were scattered on the ground, and many things were thrown on the ground, all of which were left over from last night.
The charm in the air has not dissipated, and the temperature of the room seems to be hot.
Fang Chixia's body was still sore, and she condoled Luo Yibei several times in her heart. She picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on. She opened the door and walked out.
When Luo Yibei woke up an hour later, it was not surprising to see that she was not there.
If she really lay beside him so obediently to wake up with him, maybe he would be more surprised.
When walking downstairs, Fang Chixia was arranging flowers in the restaurant.
The clothes she was wearing had been changed, but it was still very large, probably from the hotel owner's wife.
Foreign women are generally taller than domestic women, and the proprietress of this hotel is a little fat. The clothes on Fang Chixia's body make her particularly petite and loose.
As long as you bend down a little, many scenery will be exposed.
Luo Yibei stood not far away and looked at her calmly, his eyes fixed on her neckline, his brows wrinkled, just as he was about to take off his jacket and take it over, Lan Xiu's voice suddenly came from behind.
"Xia Xia, I brought you some clothes. Would you try them on?"
The beautiful French teenager is very attentive, kind to people, and takes good care of him in every aspect. French people are also naturally enthusiastic, and they hug and kiss everyone they meet.
As soon as Lan Xiu came over, he hugged Fang Chixia and wanted to put his face close to it.
This is a kind of etiquette among French acquaintances, but it is actually nothing.
Luo Yibei's face sank, he watched this scene coldly, and walked up a few steps.
When the two of them were about to touch their faces, Lan Xiu was torn apart abruptly.
"What?" He was born with a cold magnetic field, and when he lowered his face, there was always a chilling feeling.
"I, we..." Lan Xiu didn't know what happened at all, let alone his relationship with Fang Chixia, looked at him blankly, and then turned to Fang Chixia.