“Roll!” Fang Chixia’s face contorted and directed a shout at him.
She was quite spirited with her roar, however, after the end of it, she drew herself down from him and went to the kitchen in a daze.
People under the roof have to bow their heads.
She really isn’t strong enough to fight him right now!
Since Luo Yibei’s marriage with Fang Chixia, he has not gone home for several days.
This week was the old man’s birthday. Sha Zhixing has called him a few days ago to remind him. In such an occasion, he must go back.
After breakfast, Fang Chixia went upstairs to change her clothes and when she came down again, she sorted through the mess in the living room that she had left behind.
“I’m going out later.” Luo Yibei walked down the stairs as he fastened his cuffs and talked to her.
“Hmm.” Fang Chixia had her back to him packing the paint. She only snorted a faint response but didn’t turn her head.
Such a woman, Luo Yibei couldn’t help frowning.
He suddenly felt that when they are together, compared to his indifference to her, she seemed to ignore him more!
“I won’t be back tonight!” he added not removing his eyes on her.
“Okay.” Still with a faint voice, Fang Chixia focused on tidying things up and still didn’t turn around.
She disregarded the whole process which made Luo Yibei’s chest suddenly feel uncomfortable.
He took a few steps then his big hand clasped her wrist and pulled her up.
“What’s the matter?” Fang Chixia was startled and looked up puzzled.
“Help me fix my clothes!” Yibei straightened his back and turned from her.
“It has already been sorted out well!” Fang Chixia glanced over him and stared at him more strangely.
“I told you to organize it so sort it out!” Luo Yibei bossed with impatience.
Fang Chixia was first stunned, stared at him for a moment, and suddenly responded to his demand.
He’s just trying to mess with her, right?
Fang Chixia knew it, but didn’t cross him.
When he is gone, the house would belong to her the whole day. Now, she just wanted to rush him out.
Reopening his neatly worn clothes, Fang Chixia helped him fasten the buttons back.
She felt that her current behavior was too silly. She couldn’t bear to look straight at him. Halfway through, she couldn’t go on. Who knew that the man in front of her not only didn’t stop her, but his cold face before also softened a little.
Fang Chixia’s eyes silently smoked a bit, she bent her head down to continue.
“Okay!” with great difficulty, the last button was finally buttoned up. Her face shone with happiness at her success.
Luo Yibei took a glance at her, turned and left.
The time was still early. Grandpa’s birthday banquet will be held in the evening. He wasn’t in a hurry so he drove the car relatively slow.
On the way, Fang Chixia’s face constantly popped out of his mind.
When he was gone, what would she do in an empty villa?
Luo Yibei didn’t know what was wrong with him today. Halfway through the road, he lost his head and suddenly turned back.
When he entered the house, there was no figure of Fang Chixia downstairs.
His eyes swept upstairs then climbed up to the second floor.
When he reached the bedroom, he saw Fang Chixia lying down on the hanging chair in the balcony, sleeping.
Her petite body curled up into the half moon-shaped hanging chair. Her head was tilted slightly on a pillow on the side of the chair and with the morning light spilled over her face, it set off her whole figure as if covered in layers of halo….