833 Deja Vu Wedding

Fang Chixia's painting is actually a pair of boys and girls, comics, when I was thinking about the design, I was bored to draw.

The background is the scene of a lawn wedding.

The breeze, the seaside, the flower wall made of roses, the picture seems to be somewhat familiar.

Luo Yibei stared at the painting, but didn't think of any more for a while.

He didn't know what was in her head when she painted the picture, but when he looked at the picture, his eyes became a lot deeper.

Wedding, a ceremony that has never happened since the two got married.

Not even a flower ring.

His eyes were slightly sideways, and he looked at Fang Chixia who was sitting next to him. He didn't know what he was thinking about...

After Luo Yibei moved home, the two simply tidy up the villa in the morning.

This villa is much more spacious and comfortable than Chi Xia's pitifully small apartment. After coming here, the venues for Tuantuan and Qian Duoduo's activities are also much wider.

Tuantuan has lived here for more than a year and is very familiar with everything here.

After he came, the owner Fan led Qian Duoduo for a walk in the garden.

When walking, he still held his small head arrogantly, looking very happy.

Luo Yibei leaned against the door and stared at the two cats in the garden.

Sometimes his heart is very contradictory. He thinks it will be troublesome to have children, but he spends his energy on raising two small animals without raising children, which makes him a little unwilling.

"Luo Yibei, come and help me down!" Fang Chixia was arranging the open-air balcony. She built a personal ladder, and climbed high by herself to trim the flower branches of the flower stand above her head.

She seemed a little too tall and needed to put her toes up.

As a result of this tiptoe, the zigzag ladder crumbled.

"Luo Yibei!" Fang Chixia called him again.

"Omit the previous surname." Luo Yibei did not walk over immediately, but asked with a blank face.

It's not that Fang Chixia has never called like that, but it's just not so smooth.

"Yi Bei." After a while, she called him.

Luo Yibei walked over a few steps, stretched out her long arms, hooked her waist with both hands, and picked her up. Fang Chixia's arms clung to his shoulders, and her body rubbed against him and shrank down.

Luo Yibei went up instead of her, and helped her cut off the flowers on the top with a few strokes.

The sunlight slanted down, penetrating the gaps between the leaves and projecting mottledly on his finely sculpted profile, making the curve of his face a little softer.

He never did these things, and his hands were always used to strategize.

However, after moving to this house with Fang Chixia, he even started to help her take care of the house.

Fang Chixia looked at him like this quietly below, and suddenly felt that today's sunshine was extraordinarily warm...

The two of them didn't call the servants to come over and simply cleaned up the house. In the afternoon, Luo Yibei went back to Rongxi.

Rong Xi had a meeting, and among the highest-level people, all the members of the Luo family attended.

It was Luo Enqi who spoke, and what he was talking about was nothing more than the current situation of some companies.

Luo Yibei sat lazily beside him, holding a pen between his fingertips, spinning around casually while focusing on Fang Chixia's affairs.

What he owes her is not only a wedding, but also Mrs. Luo, his real wife!

However, before holding the wedding, he still hopes to pass Luoenqi's level first.