Chapter 2522 Your Taste Is Getting Stronger

After staring at her for a long time, he suddenly said, "Baby said that Xiaoyi sometimes looks like Chengxi."

Fang Chixia was slightly startled, and the hand holding the chopsticks paused.

"It was also said that Chenxi sometimes looks a bit like him."

Fang Chixia listened quietly, and was silent for a long time. She put down the tableware in her hand and slowly raised her face, "What do you want to say?"

"Just a casual sigh." Luo Yibei replied to her lightly, and helped her pick up some dishes, "Eat more, I've been busy with the press conference recently, and I've lost weight."

"Do you think they look alike?" Fang Chixia stared at his eyes and asked back lightly.

Luo Yibei was startled and slowly raised his face.

Are they alike?

In his opinion, the answer to this question is no.

It is well known that Xiaoyi looks like him!

The nose, eyes, face shape, and even lip shape are exactly the same as his.

Even Saori Xing said that the current Xiaoyi is a complete replica of his childhood!

As for Chenxi, although it is not as clear as Xiaoyi's facial features, but if you look closely, she still looks more like Fang Chixia.

Chenxi is growing up according to his ideal requirements.

Now the child is different every month, but no matter how he grows up, he will look like Fang Chixia.

Luo Yibei suddenly felt that he had thought too much.

Maybe Heyman was just guessing like him.

Fang Chixia didn't pay too much attention to his words. Although Luo Yibei's words were too sudden, isn't it normal to ask something when you think of it occasionally?

Luo Yibei was staring at the steaming pot of food.

The pot was ordered by Fang Chixia, spicy, and the taste was heavier than what she had eaten before, red, half a pot of chili and a pot of oil.

Luo Yibei has always eaten light food, and hot pot may not even be seen on the Luo family's dining table.

Staring at the red pot for a long time, he said jokingly, "I can't tell that your taste is getting heavier."

Fang Chixia ignored him and picked up a lot of dishes for herself.

She ate a little too much at noon, and the hot pot she ordered was very spicy. When she returned to the company after lunch, she didn't know if she had hurt her stomach. Halfway through her work, her stomach hurt so much that she couldn't bear it. She rubbed her stomach and went to the rest room in Luo Yibei's office.

"What's wrong?" Luo Yibei put down the documents in his hand, glanced at her face for a few times, frowned, stretched out his long arms, and took her into his arms.

"My stomach hurts!" Fang Chixia just responded vaguely, and wanted to go to his rest room after getting out of his arms.

"I'll ask someone to buy medicine for you!" Luo Yibei carried her sideways and walked in, put her on the bed, told his assistant a few words on the phone, and turned his eyes to her again, "Does it hurt a lot?"

"Yeah!" Fang Chixia responded vaguely, holding her stomach tightly with her hands.

She had been through so many life and death with Luo Yibei, what kind of big scene had she not seen?

In the past, she could remain calm even when being pointed at by a gun, but when the pain became unbearable, she suddenly said like a child, "Yibei, do you think I will die?"

Her stomach really hurt, her face was pale, and she probably didn't realize how childish her words were.

The corners of Luo Yibei's lips twitched, and she was choked by her words and was speechless for a long time.

In the direction of the two people's office, Luo Yi, who was bored and came to drink tea, just walked over here.

When he heard this, he stopped his steps.