Chapter 2532 Does It Hurt? I'll Help You (2)

Luo Yibei walked towards her, stood by the bed, and looked at her dark pupils as dark as the vast night sky.

His eyes were very dark, as deep as a ball of thick ink that could not be dissolved. His eyes were fixed on her face. He stared at her quietly for a long time. Thinking about his guess, he fumbled for a small square towel folded in his arms.

The stylist gave it to him. There were a few strands of hair inside. It was given this afternoon after styling Pei Anqi.

After staring at the long hair in his hand for a while, Luo Yibei turned his eyes to Fang Chixia on the bed.

He seemed to be struggling with something. After his eyes fell on her, he didn't move away for a long time.

Fang Chixia had actually fallen asleep, but, I don't know if his eyes were too penetrating or for other reasons, her eyes suddenly opened while she was sleeping.

Looking at him beside the bed, she was stunned for a moment, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"I can't sleep." Without making a sound, she put away the handkerchief in her hand, and Luo Yibei lifted the quilt and lay beside her.

Fang Chixia has never been fat, she has always been thin, with little fat on her body, and she is afraid of cold.

Suddenly there was him beside her, and she followed the source of heat and got into his arms.

Her arms naturally hugged him, her head arched in his arms, and she found a comfortable position for herself, resting her head lightly on his arm.

"Why can't you sleep?" Her eyes were fixed on his shirt, and Fang Chixia helped him unbutton the buttons one by one.

"Thinking about something." Luo Yibei didn't hide it.

Fang Chixia paused, and followed his words, "Thinking about what?"

A glimmer of light gathered in Luo Yibei's dark pupils, and his eyes stared at her deeply. He paused and uttered two words, "I miss you!"

In front of her, he didn't speak seriously.

Fang Chixia's face flushed, and she interpreted his words as flirting.

"Am I not here every day?" Without paying much attention to his words, she lowered her face and continued to help him unbutton his shirt.

Luo Yibei did not explain his words at all. He held her wrist with his backhand, pulled her arms around his waist, and gently hugged her.

"Don't move, just let me hold you for a while."

Fang Chixia couldn't stand his gentle words, so she stayed in his arms without any struggle.

Luo Yibei hooked one arm around her waist, pressing her body close to his arms, and the other hand passed through her slender neck, playing with her hair from time to time.

He wrapped her long hair around his fingertips, and his slender hands stroked it, loosened it, wrapped it again, and loosened it again, and so on.

Fang Chixia let him do what he did from beginning to end, and inexplicably felt that he was a little weird tonight.

She couldn't tell what was weird about it.

It's not like he hadn't said these things tonight to her before.

It's not like he hadn't done this to her before.

He had played with her hair countless times.

Fang Chixia thought about it and felt that she might be too suspicious.

Luo Yibei's fingertips were still lingering in her hair.

As they were entwined, Fang Chixia felt a sudden pain on her scalp, as if a hair had broken, perhaps because he hadn't controlled the strength well.

"Hiss!" Fang Chixia frowned slightly.

"Does it hurt? Husband will help you rub it!" Luo Yibei pressed her head back to his chest in an indecent manner, and gently rubbed the painful area with his fingertips.