Chapter 1942 Returning to the Deep Place of Memories (1)

The hand holding her waist tightened, and his tone suddenly became heavier, "Stay with that person and torment him to the end!"

Fang Chixia's body was stiff, and her eyes slightly widened as she looked at him.

Luo Yibei's hand around her neck pressed the back of her head and leaned towards him, sucking her lips, biting her lips, rubbing, sucking, as if tasting something delicious, rolling on her lips for a long time, staring at her bright and watery pink lips, his face slowly raised, "Miss Fang, what do you think?"

Fang Chixia just felt that his words were a bit ironic, pursed her lips and just looked at him coldly, without answering.

When he said this, he probably didn't know how much courage it would take to return to him?

"It's time to go up!" Not wanting to entangle with him on this issue, Fang Chixia pushed him away and climbed onto the cruise ship before him.

The two of them soaked in the water for so long that her whole body was soaked.

After going upstairs, she asked the servant for a lounge and borrowed a hairdryer. She originally wanted to dry her hair and clothes, but it was too troublesome.

She left in a hurry today, and Xiao Yi didn't even say hello to her in advance. She was here without a single piece of clothing.

Fang Chixia stood in the room, wondering how to solve this problem. The door was pushed open and Luo Yibei walked in.

He held a clean dress in his hand, as if it had been prepared on the cruise ship in advance.

Fang Chixia stared at the clothes in his hand and her face darkened.

Why did she feel that coming to Sicily today was premeditated by him?

Luo Yibei didn't explain, but walked to her side and handed her the dress in his hand, "Here."

Fang Chixia just stared at the clothes in his hand and didn't take it.

Luo Yibei frowned, sat lazily on the sofa, and regardless of whether she was happy or not, he pulled her to sit on him, raised his hand and changed her clothes for her personally.

"Let go, I'll do it myself!" Fang Chixia raised her arm, trying to stop him.

As if he didn't see her resistance, Luo Yibei pulled her hand down with one hand, twisted it behind his back, and continued to undress her wet clothes as if nothing had happened.

He had done the same thing too many times before, and when he did it again, his movements were very smooth.

In a few seconds, Fang Chixia's clothes were stripped clean by him.

The cool sea breeze blew in, and Fang Chixia shivered with cold.

"Luo Yibei, get out!" Her arm twitched in his wrist, and she tried to struggle, but Luo Yibei's hand that was restraining her suddenly exerted force, pulling her against his arms, pressing her softness against his arms.

"Don't try to turn a gentleman into a wolf!" The cold voice was the most straightforward warning.

Fang Chixia stiffened against his body, raised her head, and said with a sarcastic expression, "How can a gentleman be associated with Mr. Luo?"

"Isn't it now?" Luo Yibei replied lazily and continued to help her change clothes.

When she put on the clean skirt and was about to zip it up, he suddenly said, "Or, Miss Fang is more used to being ungentlemanly?"

"..." Fang Chixia glanced at him coldly and turned her face to the side.

Luo Yibei lowered his eyes and helped her zip up.

After zipping it up completely, he stood up and casually adjusted the wrinkles of his shirt. He took her hand and walked out of the room, "Go somewhere with me!"