Chapter 901 A Little Strawberry

A very meaningful look, with a little interest in his eyes.

Fang Chixia's eyes turned slightly from the corner of his eyes. When he looked at him in surprise, his eyes turned to her face again, "Aren't you going to leave?"

If nothing happened, he walked ahead, and he led her to the door.

Fang Chixia followed him stiffly, recalling the meaning of his eyes just now as he walked.

However, his movements were so light that she didn't think about the kiss/mark at all.

The two stayed here for a while, and when they returned to the restaurant, they both had two cups of Leng Qihan coffee.

Luo Yibei and Fang Chixia went back together, one after the other.

People who don't know these two people may not think much about them.

However, Leng Qihan always knew that the relationship between the two was unclear.

The hand holding the coffee cup froze slightly, and he stared at the two of them calmly.

Luo Yibei, like someone who had nothing happened, went straight back to his seat and continued to chat with the customer, "It's been a while since I went to the bathroom, don't you mind?"

"What did Luo Shao say? Small things, just small things." The man didn't care.

The two chatted about business after that.

Fang Chixia sat down not far from the two of them, and also entered the working state, "Sorry, I was delayed for a long time."

Leng Qihan didn't say anything, just stared at her neck calmly.

Fang Chixia was wearing a suspender skirt today, with very thin shoulder straps, revealing a small piece of skin around her neck and neckline.

There is a small hickey on her neck, not light pink, but dark, enchanting like a blooming rose, which stands out against her fair skin.

Leng Qihan calmly stared at the patch on her skin, only to find it dazzling.

Fang Chixia noticed the gaze that fell on him, and was slightly stunned.

Raising her head, she was a little confused, "what's the matter?"

"It's okay." Leng Qihan retracted his gaze, turned his head and continued to chat with the customer, "Where did we talk about?"

He acted as if nothing had happened, but she didn't know if it was Fang Chixia's illusion. She always felt that Leng Qihangang's eyes seemed to be a lot colder.

That kind of deep, coldness in the bones, as if the surrounding air had dropped to below zero in an instant.

Fang Chixia looked at him quietly, thought about Gang Luo Yibei's eyes again, pondered for a while, and touched his neck with a stiff hand.

Turning her head to the side, she calmly took a picture of the glass beside the table.

There is a row of mirror-like glass at the end where she is sitting. It is used for decoration. It is not as clear as a mirror, but you can see the face clearly.

Fang Chixia stared at himself in the mirror, and stayed at his neck for a few seconds, his eyes stagnant slightly.

Luo Yibei was also looking at this side at this time, his face was not biased, and the mirror just appeared next to Fang Chixia.

He looked at her, the corners of his lips lifted slightly.

Fang Chixia glanced at him and looked back.

"Let's continue!" Luo Yi turned his gaze to the north and continued to chat with the customer opposite him.

When he talks to the other party, he seems to be quite focused.

However, after a while, his eyes looked at Fang Chixia calmly, and after a while, he looked at her again.

Fang Chixia turned his head and glanced at him lightly, only glanced at him, moved away as if nothing had happened, and continued to translate.