Chapter 2610 Sweet Little World (4)

He paused and added, "You eat mine, I eat yours!"

Fang Chixia was choked by his words, and her hand holding the chopsticks shook, and the meat fell back into the pot.

Luo Yibei looked at her movements with satisfaction, patted her face, withdrew his body, and stared at her with a faint gaze, "It's delicious!"

Fang Chixia couldn't eat anymore. Being looked at like this, the chopsticks in her hand were slipping.

Her face was very uncomfortable, and her back was a little creepy.

She was actually not full, but after being looked at by Luo Yibei, she finally put all the dishes she picked up on Luo Yibei's plate.

For a dinner, she bought the dishes, catered to her preferences, and prepared them by her. However, the final result was that she became a handyman.

Luo Yibei was quite satisfied with the meal. He was full and sated. He wiped the corners of his lips with a napkin, raised his lips and smiled at her, "You served me well, reward!"

Fang Chixia felt like a humble maid in the ancient harem with a tone that deserved a beating.

Her face froze almost immediately, and she glanced at him with a stinky face, and her expression was not good.

"From today on, I have changed my attitude towards hot pot!" He whistled softly and said slowly.

He seemed to be in a very good mood, and the corners of his lips were always slightly raised.

That expression, in Fang Chixia's eyes, looked like a villain who had succeeded.

"You don't need to change, just hate it as always."

"Really? But I just like it, what should I do?" Luo Yibei glanced at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, quoted her words, and added, "Hot pot is really suitable in snowy weather!"

Fang Chixia, "..."

Without teasing her any more, Luo Yibei stood up, tidied his clothes, and asked lazily, "Is there anything you want to buy?"

The things he gave Fang Chixia could fill up a room when piled up.

Fang Chixia didn't need anything.

"No need." Fang Chixia didn't take his words seriously and went to the kitchen.

After coming out, the two walked around.

Fang Chixia spent her college and high school years nearby, and there are many memories of her here.

As the two walked, they came to the original church again.

In snowy weather, the originally European-style church turned into a piece of snow-white, as holy as the ice and snow palace in La Prade.

Even the flowers and trees in the garden were not spared.

The branches and leaves were covered with tiny snowflakes, crystal clear, ethereal and clear.

When they reached the door of the church, their steps suddenly stopped at the same time.

Luo Yibei thought of the first time she brought him to this church.

She once told him that she liked church weddings the most because churches were the most sacred.

She said it unintentionally, but he remembered it intentionally. He even searched all the churches at home and abroad for the wedding that they did not succeed.

Luo Yibei stared at the small church quietly, and was lost in thought.

Fang Chixia was also lost in thought, staring at the wall outside the church.

Just watching quietly, in her memories, some long-lost pictures, like an old book being opened again, suddenly jumped into her mind.

The place she was looking at was the place where she first met Leng Qihan.

Outside this church, she was still young at that time. After being driven out of Fang Fei's house, she slept outside the church for a night, and was as miserable as a homeless stray cat or dog.