Chapter 29 The So-Called Marriage

Except when she was in bed, she and he might not be able to meet face to face, she was still as free as before marriage, and she had nothing to lose!

Moreover, after getting married, at least, she won't have the kind of depression she had when living in Fang's house.

Thinking of this, Fang Chixia felt a lot more relaxed.

Holding the towel, he was about to wipe his arm when the door was suddenly pushed open, and Luo Yibei's face came in.

Fang Chixia was startled, as if someone had been beaten with blood, and sat up, "Why did you come in?"

"Seeing that you haven't come out for so long, I'll check it out and see if you need help." Luo Yibei leaned against the door, knitting his face without changing his face.

"I don't need it, you go out first!" Fang Chixia demanded.

"What? Does it matter?" Luo Yibei was still leaning against the door, not moving a single step.

In a word, Fang Chixia was stopped.

Indeed, the marriage is all over, what does it matter?

Luo Yibei looked at her quietly, and closed the door with her backhand.

In the bathroom, it was foggy.

Fang Chixia's body in the water was mostly covered by rose petals, and only the upper part of the neck was exposed on the water. Her long seaweed-like hair was spread out casually, and it swayed beautifully in the water.

Her skin is very white, and a few strands of hair are intertwined at the collarbone below her neck. The black and white picture is like a light ink painting, which is naturally beautiful, but the visual impact is very strong.

The skin is as thick as fat, with a few drops of water hanging on it, as fresh as the clear lotus blooming on the water.

Luo Yibei looked at her quietly, his eyes dark.

He is not someone who has no self-control. In a position as high as CEO Rong Xi, there are not many women who try their best to approach him, but they don't arouse the slightest reaction from him.

Fang Chixia was an accident!

"Wash together!" After a few steps, he stepped straight in.

The arc of his movements was a bit large, causing a lot of splashes.

The bathtub was not small, but with one more of him, Fang Chixia felt crowded.

Reflexively, he wanted to crawl out of the bathtub, but he had just stepped out, but his wrist was caught by him, and then, around—

Fang Chixia's body staggered and fell on top of him.

The collision of the two bodies with completely different temperatures was like the collision of ice and fire. Both of them were stunned for a while. Fang Chixia reflexively wanted to push him, "Luo Yibei, don't..."

"Don't what?" Luo Yibei asked knowingly, hooking her long arms around her waist, and turning her arms around her body for a while, in a twist of the world, the positions of the two were reversed, and he leaned against her and leaned against the wall of the bathtub.

"Wait a minute, you wait first..." Fang Chixia dodged left and right, propped one arm on his chest, and pushed him reflexively.

Luo Yibei didn't know how many times she called him to stop tonight, and now he's not happy anywhere. He looked at her with sharp eyes, as if he was shooting at Fang Chixia with knives, as if if she dared to do more Say one word, and she won't care about anything, and immediately make her die hard to see.

Just staring at her for a long time, the corners of his lips lifted, mocking and sarcastic, "Miss Fang, are you nervous? Or do you think that getting married is just putting together the names and avatars of two people in the same red book, Is it over?"

He hadn't forgotten how wild she was, laying on his shoulders and biting him on the first night of the two, and she even cooperated with him several times that night.