Floating one by one on the surface of the sea, like the lotus blossoming on the river, gently swaying down, and soon it was directly shattered into a whirlpool by the waves!

Fang Chixia was shocked to look at the sea, and for a while he did not slow down.

Gone!

Gone……

Luo Yibei looked at the scene from the beginning to the end, and suddenly laughed out.

His laughter is very big and still very public.

He had a few smiles, not to mention the laughter and the laughter. The mood seemed to be very pleasant.

"Don't laugh!" Fang Chi's line of sight turned stiff and looked at his eyes with some anger.

"What did I just say?" Luo Yi's smile on the north lip converges, watching her eyes soft, black and deep.

Gazing at her quietly, her eyes were looking at her eyes through the sly light. His eyes were very soft. "Chi Xia, you said, this is not called destiny?"

Fang Chi Xia Wei Wei.

"Look, you don't even agree to divorce!" Luo Yibei stepped toward her step by step, and the pace was slow.

Came to her side, her eyes staring deeply at her eyes. He stared at her for a moment, and gently touched her palm face. His voice was gentle and addictive:

"Chi Xia, for more than two years, I know that you have suffered a lot of grievances, Grandpa, Su Ding, and several times have been framed. But, I want to say, as long as you are willing to hand over the future to me, I will use it for a lifetime. Time to protect you all the time!"

His speech rate was very slow. When he said this, Suizhong seemed to stir up a whirlpool, absorbing the sight of Fang Chixia, and after she swept in, she could not come out again.

The man who is so indifferent to Luo Yibei is rarely sensational.

However, occasionally sensational, but second life!

Fang Chi Xia's eyes were hot, his eyes removed from his face and pushed away. She panicked and walked down the deck.

Only one sentence came from behind. "Not too early, I will go back first!"

She left in a hurry, as if she was afraid of what he saw, and disappeared after a while.

When I walked off the cabin, my cheeks were all wet.

Luo Yibei stood at the bow of the ship, his eyes quietly fixed in the direction of Fang Chi Xia’s departure, and he lost his mind for a while, and his sight did not move away.

After Fang Chi Xia left the cruise ship, he didn't even know how to go back. The road to the palace has always been blurred.

When entering the courtyard where An Qi lived, An Qi was just there.

She placed a small table in the garden with a pot of fruit tea on it, and seemed to be waiting for her.

"Come back." Seeing her, An Qi smiled and greeted her.

"Yeah." Fang Chixia blocked his cheek with his hand and wanted to continue to go to his room, but he was stopped by An Qi. "Speak with me!"

Fang Chi Xia stunned, and he stopped, hesitated, calmed his face, and stiffly walked toward her.

"What does the lady want to talk about?" Sitting down at the opposite position, Fang Chi Xia's voice was faint.

"Talked to Yibei?" An Qi looked at her face quietly and tried to ask.

"Not yet." Fang Chixia shook his head.

"Is it shaken?" An Qi asked again.

"No, there was an accident after the event." Fang Chixia explained.

"This way!" An Qi did not know what she was referring to, but, listening to her tone, An Qi guessed the divorce, yellow.