Chapter 2447 Wife, Come Here

His hand reached into her thin, soaked clothes, and his slightly calloused palm slowly brushed across her delicate skin, brushing off the water droplets on her skin. He still had no intention of taking his hand out.

He even swam/walked inch by inch on her back.

Fang Chixia seemed to be electrified, and her limbs were numb.

"Stop it!" She struggled uncomfortably under him, and she held his hand.

"What am I doing?" Luo Yibei's face slowly turned to the side, and his eyes lingered on her face.

"Don't do this here!" Fang Chixia held his hand, dragged him out of her clothes, stood up, and tidied her clothes uncomfortably.

She wanted to enter the house before him, but Luo Yibei, who seemed to have woken up before, held her wrist with one hand, pulled her back, and fell on her again with his slender body.

His movements were natural.

He wouldn't feel embarrassed if he was so big and pressed down on her slender and petite body.

Fang Chixia stood there stiffly, her face dark.

"Aren't we going back?" Luo Yibei completely ignored her face, and reminded her with one arm around her waist.

Fang Chixia took a deep breath, not wanting to argue with him over such a small matter, and helped him to continue walking into the room.

Back to their master bedroom, she took him to the bed, put him down heavily on the bed, and turned to the bathroom to help him run the bath water.

She was more self-aware as a wife, and she always did a good job of doing things within her duties.

However, some people were not satisfied.

After the water was put in place and the clothes were taken out and put aside, he made another request.

Luo Yibei lay on the bed, lazily moved his slender limbs, turned his eyes to her, and curled his lips slightly, "Wife, help me take it off!"

"Can't you do it yourself?" Fang Chixia stood there without moving.

"I prefer you to help me!" Luo Yibei answered confidently.

Fang Chixia's face froze.

What kind of excuse was that?

Luo Yibei lay steadily on the bed, casually untying his tie, glancing at her, waiting for her next move.

Fang Chixia stared at him coldly with a tense face for a long time, and finally came to the bed after a struggle.

She climbed onto the bed slowly, wanting to bend down to help him unbutton his clothes. As soon as her fingertips touched the buttons on his collar, Luo Yibei suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her hand and Fang Chixia fell towards his chest.

His movements were very precise.

When Fang Chixia fell on him, their bodies fit together perfectly.

Luo Yibei hooked one arm around her waist, resting his palm on her back, pressing her body to stop her impulse to get up.

He seemed reluctant to let her get up, and he held her hand, pressing a little hard.

Fang Chixia was slightly startled, her eyes followed his hand and her eyes softened, "What's wrong? I'll get you a towel to wipe your body."

Luo Yibei didn't say anything, just buried his face in her neck, and rubbed his nose gently against her neck skin.

"You smell of alcohol, you'll feel better after taking a shower." Fang Chixia was a little itchy because of his teasing, and her head dodged, and she reminded again.