Chapter 28 The Obligation to Say Goodbye

The reason she prepared this meal was just to celebrate her escape from Fang Rong's years of entanglement.

However, in Luo Yibei's eyes, this is obviously not the case.

She was in such a good mood after getting the certificate from him, singing to celebrate again, and having a candlelight dinner?

Fang Chixia didn't know he would think so much, looked at the dining table he had packed with satisfaction, and looked at him, "Okay."

Luo Yibei walked over expressionlessly, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Her dinner was prepared casually, and she was actually a little afraid that he would make things difficult for her, so she kept staring at him quietly.

Fortunately, after dinner, Luo Yibei didn't say anything.

In this way, Fang Chixia didn't understand whether it was because he was easier to raise, or because he was naturally less talkative.

However, in any case, when she came to this villa, she was not as cautious as in Fang's house, and she didn't need to be on guard at any time.

Dinner was over at half past eight, still early.

"Okay, everything you want to do is done, now it's my job!" As soon as the tableware was put down, Luo Yibei picked her up and walked upstairs.

"Wait, wait!" Fang Chixia didn't expect him to be so direct, looking at his face with an ascetic look, but in such a hurry when he encountered such a thing, he suddenly felt a little overwhelmed in his arms... …

"What? Regret?" Luo Yibei raised his eyebrows and looked at her, his tone was full of irony.

She was the one who proposed marriage, and she was the one who said loudly before marriage that she would fulfill her duties as a good wife. What is this now?

Hard to catch?

"I, I..." Fang Chixia stirred up her clothes, her eyes inadvertently revealing a little nervousness, but she raised her palm-sized face and said calmly, "I just want to take a shower first. "

Luo Yibei's dark eyes twitched her eyes, staring at her for a long time, with deep dissatisfaction written in his eyes, but after carrying her to the room, he released her.

Fang Chixia sighed lightly, glanced around the room, caught a glimpse of the direction of the bathroom, and rushed in.

The door was then slammed shut.

The bathroom in Luo Yibei's room is very large, and the space is similar to that of an ordinary bedroom. It has everything in it, and even two copies of bath towels and shower gels.

Fang Chixia quietly looked at the lady's essential oil on the edge of the bathtub, wondering if it was there before, or if Luo Yibei agreed to get her a certificate and let someone prepare it temporarily.

But what's the difference?

What if it was there before? Whoever has been here has nothing to do with her.

Put a large tub of warm water in the bathtub, put a few drops of essential oil on it, and sprinkle the small basket of rose petals that just happened next to the water.

Everything was ready, Fang Chixia lay down comfortably.

It's been several hours since she received the permit, and she still hasn't gotten used to her marriage. At this time, her head is still dizzy.

That's how she got married!

Falling in love, getting engaged, getting married, things that others may not be able to figure out in a few years, she finished all the processes in a few minutes.

With such a self, Fang Chixia felt very irresponsible to herself.

But what does it matter?

In fact, if you think about it, there is nothing wrong with getting married.

She and Luo Yibei were secretly married, so she didn't need to spend time and energy dealing with his interpersonal circle, and the two of them usually did not interfere with each other.