Chapter 2817 Beixia

Luo Yibei dragged Fang Chixia back to the nearby Qing's house. Qing Muchen was still receiving guests. There were too many guests tonight, and Luo Yibei didn't have the heart to let him deal with it alone.

Luo Yibei was very loyal to the people of Jue Ye from beginning to end.

So, after the two arrived, Fang Chixia was dragged to a corner of the scene and pressed to sit down, while he went to socialize again.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Chixia sat in the corner and felt a little drowsy.

She couldn't bear it anymore, and when her eyelids twitched violently, she took a nap with her head on the chair.

When she woke up, it was because of a small movement around her.

She seemed to hear the footsteps of Luo Yibei walking towards this side.

Fang Chixia ignored it and was still sleeping drowsily.

The familiar footsteps were getting closer and closer.

She seemed to feel that she was lifted up in the air.

The air around her was much fresher, and he seemed to be taking her to the outside of the Qing's house.

The air seemed to be accompanied by bursts of flower fragrance, as if in a garden.

The night breeze was cool, and Fang Chixia was sleeping in a daze.

She didn't care about the irreconcilable relationship between her and Luo Yibei, and she couldn't help but lean into his arms.

Luo Yibei's body seemed to stiffen for a moment, and he lowered his eyes, and his cold eyes glanced at her face lightly.

Fang Chixia didn't realize what she was doing, and she was still nudging in his arms like a cat.

Her furry head rubbed against his arms again and again, and her arms locked him.

Luo Yibei just stared at her quietly, and surprisingly, he didn't push her away.

Fang Chixia seemed to feel his indulgence, and she shrank further into his arms.

Luo Yibei's body temperature has always been like him, as cold as ice that has not melted for thousands of years.

However, on such a night, inexplicably, she felt unprecedented warmth...

At this moment, in another direction of the Qing family garden.

Tong Yan sat on the lounge chair, staring at the man who was limp like a ball of mud beside her, her face was a little dark.

She has been sitting here for nearly two hours, ever since Luo Yibei gave Qing Muchen to her.

More than once, she called the housekeeper to check the rooms of the Qing family tonight, and the response she got was that they were all full.

Tong Yan originally expected Shi Luo to take Shi Jinyang back, but Shi Luo didn't even see his shadow after going crazy at the banquet earlier.

Tong Yan sat stiffly on the lounge chair, thinking about how to deal with Shi Jinyang tonight for two hours.

Shi Jinyang seemed to have forgotten where he was and who was next to him. He pulled his tie randomly, and his tall body tilted and fell towards Tong Yan.

He was tall, so his weight was naturally not light.

Pressing on Tong Yan like this was like a mountain falling down, and Tong Yan even had difficulty breathing.

Shi Jinyang didn't seem to be aware of it at all. He just leaned on her, with the weight of his whole body attached to her, and seemed to enjoy it.

"Get up!" Tong Yan pushed him impatiently.

The man next to him didn't make any movement.

Tong Yan witnessed how many glasses he drank tonight. She knew very well that he was unconscious now, but she couldn't help but push him again.

"Get up!"

The man next to him still didn't respond.

Tong Yan wanted to throw him in the garden directly.

However, thinking that Shi Jinyang drank so much wine today, most of which was to block her, she didn't have the heart to do it.