564 Now It's My Turn

At this moment, Fang Chixia is like a cat with its claws exposed.

She was biting hard, just being provoked by him, she was just taking revenge.

When he bit the bloody smell between the two mouths, he wanted to evacuate, but Luo Yibei grabbed the back of his head.

"So you want to leave?" He pressed her hand on her head, pulled her head toward him, and wiped the flirtatious blood on his lips. He didn't show any signs of anger, and the corners of his lips seemed to be overflowing with evil spirits. "Like something so intense?"

Fang Chixia was stunned, alerted to what he wanted to do, raised his hand and wanted to lie between the two of them, but Luo Yibei imprisoned her wrist.

He leaned against the back of the chair behind her, pressed her hand against the chair behind him, leaned over, and kissed his lips against hers, "Now it's my turn!"

"Let's go back first!" Fang Chixia raised her hand, trying to push him away, but she didn't pull it out.

Luo Yibei's kiss, savage, violent, swept down like a storm, washed away all the distracting thoughts in her mind, plundered her breath, her thoughts, forcing all Fang Chixia's senses to be left only by him. The strong throbbing, could not be shaken away for a long time.

Fang Chixia's wrist twitched in his hand. At first, he knew he was struggling, but he forgot about the later struggle.

The two of them didn't know how long they kissed until a security guard at Qing's house suddenly came over.

The man didn't seem to see the situation in the car, but when something happened to Luo Yibei, he came to ask with concern, "Master Bei, do you need any help?"

The sudden voice brought Fang Chixia back to his senses. He glanced at Luo Yibei, who was a little embarrassed after he succeeded, and pushed him away in a panic, "It's time to go back!"

Luo Yibeili ignored the man outside. When his figure was about to approach, he stepped on the accelerator under his feet, and the sports car spun around beautifully at the door of Qing's house, and passed around the man, like a gust of wind. Walk away.

"I've reserved a seat at night tonight." After driving forward for a while, he said lightly.

Fang Chixia was stunned, a little surprised, but the voice that answered him was as if nothing had happened, "Oh."

"Leave early before the closing time, and deduct one-third of the salary." Thinking about her pigeons being released, he continued.

Fang Chixia glanced at his face, angry, "Why should I deduct one-third?"

"It's just that," Luo Yibei gave her a sideways glance, the corners of his lips raised a touch of contempt, and he spat out the second half of the sentence word by word, "It's up to Rong Xi now I have the final say!"

In a word, Fang Chixia was blocked to the point of speechless counterattack.

Rongxi now, it is true that he has the final say.

Fang Chixia didn't continue to discuss this issue with him, his gaze turned away stiffly.

The two people's car drove slowly on the road, and it was half an hour later when they arrived at night.

Fang Chixia didn't know that he had prepared a lot for tonight, but thought the two of them were just having a casual meal. After getting out of the car, she walked in ahead of him.

She crossed the long trestle bridge and came to the door of the night. After walking up, she just felt that it was very deserted today, but she still didn't think about it.

I went in first, trying to find a seat to sit down, and suddenly realized that there was only one table in the audience today.

There is a long wooden table with a layer of white hollow tablecloth on the surface. A few elegant European candles are dimly lit on the table, and there are many purple hyacinths on the edge of the table.