Chapter 17 The Voice Is Louder

Her reaction was very quick, and her strength was still a bit strong. The man was caught off guard by her and took a few steps back, hugging her and leaning against the wall behind him.

Luo Yibei was bumped and pushed as soon as he turned out of the VIP box, his eyes were cold, he conditioned reflexively to hold her wrist, trying to throw her out, but when he saw Fang Chixia's face clearly, Slightly stunned.

"Help me!" Fang Chixia made a silent gesture to him, raised his slap-sized face, and looked at him with a confused look.

Her voice was very low, she seemed a little nervous, her eyes wandered, she didn't know what she was worried about.

Luo Yibei didn't expect to meet her here, and was slightly surprised.

His eyes slowly slid down her face, staring at her for a while, looking up and down for a while, and when he saw the uniform she was wearing, his brows couldn't help frowning.

Imperial City is a high class venue that combines various entertainment facilities, bars, restaurants, billiards, bowling, etc., and many more.

According to the needs of different occasions, the uniforms of the imperial city will also be different.

Fang Chixia was wearing a small black dress with no gaudy exposure. However, the skirt was very high, a pair of fair and slender beauty, her legs were all exposed in the air, and she was energetic and youthful.

Luo Yibei stared at her and looked at her again, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her indifferent tone inadvertently reflected a hint of sharpness that was not easy to detect, "Come to accompany the wine?"

Fang Chixia was stunned for a moment. She closed the skirt embarrassingly, and then straightened the chest of the dress, arguing uncomfortably for herself, "Who's here to accompany the wine? I'm just helping others part-time."

She was not here to accompany the wine, but her explanation was a little lacking.

It's not that she can't stand it, it's just that people are already standing in such a place, and no one will believe this kind of words.

"Really?" The corner of Luo Yibei's lips raised a sneer, and he didn't know whether to believe her words or not.

At the other end of the corridor, a few hurried footsteps suddenly sounded, and they seemed to be coming in the direction of the two.

Fang Chixia's heart was beating fast, she raised her head, and looked at him again with help, "Help me!"

Her eyes were very tense, and her hands tightly tugged at Luo Yibei's clothes, pulling out the folds one after another on his chest. My heart seemed to be slightly scratched by something.

He closed his eyes lightly, and in Fang Chixia's slightly stagnant gaze, an arm hooked around her waist, he suddenly turned around and pressed her down, pushing her against the wall behind him.

Compared with hers, his figure was much taller, and the two people's postures were changed so that they could completely cover her.

In the corridor, the footsteps leading to this side continued, disorderly and hurriedly, there seemed to be several people.

Fang Chixia let Luo Yibei press him cooperatively, thinking that he just wanted to block her.

Unexpectedly, when the footsteps gradually approached, Luo Yi Beijun suddenly moved his face to her ear and bit her earlobe lightly.

"Hmm~" Fang Chixia trembled sensitively, and was unprepared for a moment, and blurted out a low hum in a changed tone.

He raised his fist to hit him, but Luo Yibei took advantage of the situation and pulled her hand onto her shoulder.

Putting one arm around her and the other pinching her meanly, he demanded, "Be louder."

Fang Chixia, "..."