His fingertip kept stroking her shoulder strap, twisting the spun-out shoulder strap around the finger tip, and making it feel like it would snap the next second .
His face was so close to her that his breath sprayed on his face, warm and crisp .
“It's time to go back!” Fang Chixia stood stiffly in fear that he would mess up . She raised her arm in between himself and her .
Luo Yibe ignored her attempt, tore her hands off, pressed her against the wall, and locked her hands down .
“Luo Yibei, what is it you want?” Fang Chixia was getting worked up at his behavior, her eyes now spurting fire .
“Are you angry?” Luo Yibei tipped his head down for a closer look at her face and asked loosely .
AdvertisementFang Chixia's face numb .
Being blocked by a man in the bathroom where someone could enter or leave at any moment, wasn't it normal to have a fit of temper?
Luo Yibei lifted his face slowly, his eyes sweeping to her rosy lips . His fingers clasped her delicate chin, while he again slowly leaned down .
Realizing what he was about, Fang Chixia turned to the side evasively, narrowly avoiding him .
Her evasion left Luo Yibei's brows wrinkeld . He rigidly turned her face back .
Fang Chixia was fed up with his behavior . He raised her arms and attempted to punch him, but Luo Yibei caught them right away .
He folded her arms and pressed them on his chest . Before he could once again bow down to continue where he left off, a cold voice rang from behind, “Public place!”
The slightly playful voice rang idly by .
Fang Chixia and Luo Yibei were both caught off guard .
The eyes of the two flew to the voice at the same time and saw Qing Muchen . Fang Chixia was a little embarrassed and pushed Luo Yibei back, who unwillingly let go of her .
Luo Yibei blocked her and untroubledly helped her sort out her shoulder straps . He swept a glance at Qing Muchen, “Can't you walk without making a sound?”
“I thought my voice was loud enough . ” Qing Muchen retorted and as if nothing happened, proceeded into the bathroom . “Just think I don't exist, continue . ”
His tone remained calm, as if bumping into Luo Yibei and Fang Chixia's intimacy wasn't unexpected at all .
The corners of Luo Yibei's eyes couldn't help but twitch as his gaze followed the figure in .
Fang Chixia pushed him aside and walked back to the restaurant .
With all of them back, the dinner resumed .
With Luo Yibei and Qing Muchen who treasured their words like gold, the whole dinner was almost showered with only Tong Yan and Fang Chixia .
The dinner ended at around nine o'clock .
Tong Yan and Qing Muchen just arrived in Nice today and sat for more than ten hours . After dinner, they went directly to their home where they were resettled .
For a time, only Fang Chiia and Luo Yibei were left .
Fang Chixia stood at the intersection and began to call for her own transport . Luo Yibei's leaned against his car in front of her and stopped her action with a glance .
“Get on!” His gaze swept over her face and demanded .
Fang Chixia stared at him for a moment, hesitated, then finally pulled the door and sat down .
Back to the villa, Fang Chixia entered the house first
Luo Yibei slowed down behind her, his eyes quietly following her while seemingly pondering on something .
The garden in the villa was very large . The two were now on the cobblestone trail surrounded by the silence and mist .
Halfway on the path, Luo Yibei's cold voice broke the silence, “The gamble last time at the cruise ship, if you haven't intervened, I would have won!”
Chapter end
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