Her words are quite straightforward, and Luo Yibei did not have much impression on Suri.

After spending a long time, he racked his brains to filter the names of all surnames Su in his head over and over again, only to remember that there seemed to be such a character in the palace.

He seemed to be a little surprised by the words of the other pool summer, his eyes sweeping across her face, his eyebrows picking up a little higher.

What did Surrey do?

"I will go back to the house first!" Fang Chixia did not want to discuss this issue with him in depth, and stood up and went directly to the bedroom.

When I returned to the room, the soup that Luo Yibei sent people was still steaming.

Fang Chi took a bowl at the end of the summer and tasted two with a spoon.

It’s a chicken soup, with the taste of Chinese herbal medicine, the fragrance is fragrant, warm into the heart and spleen.

Fang Chixia drank a bowl of soup and suddenly thought about it.

Su Rui does not come, how big is the relationship?

There are so many guests on the wedding day, people who don’t like to see it, she automatically filters out from the front, isn’t it?

Think of it this way, Fang Chi Xia did not entangle this thing.

Because of personal preparations for the wedding, Luo Yibei was busy 24 hours a day.

During the day, he was busy handling Rongxi’s business and was busy planning weddings at night.

Even in such a busy situation, before going to bed, he still did not forget one thing - Fang Chixia has been very cold about the things between husband and wife recently!

Luo Yibei has not touched her for several days. First, she is busy, and second, she does not want to come tough.

The same was true of Fang Chi Xia tonight. Two people returned to the room at night, and her eyes did not even stay on him for a few seconds.

Open the closet and flip through it to find out where it is. She crossed the bathroom and went straight to the bathroom.

Luo Yibei's gaze moved along her figure, and she looked at her like this, and her eyebrows picked it up.

He has been ignoring this problem for a long time and has never figured out why.

Her eyes chased her figure. When she walked to the bathroom door, Luo Yibei took out a bath towel and walked slowly. Before she closed the door, he pushed the door and went straight in. "Together!"

Fang Chi Xia seemed to squat down, and the hand that closed the door stopped there, the door did not close, and the hand did not move.

"I am very slow!" Staring at him, she was worried.

Luo Yibei’s eyes slid down on her body, slowly and extremely evilly spit out a sentence, “It’s okay, slower, more emotional!”

He has always been very exposed/bone, suggesting which aspect of the mood, Fang Chixia naturally knows.

Her face seems to be red, but not so obvious.

"You go out first! We are more efficient in washing separately!" A few steps toward him, she pushed him and wanted to go outside.

Luo Yibei suddenly stood still like a mountain, and Li did not care about her words, self-solving and self-solving clothes.

Coats, shirts, suit pants, a hand to the side, clean floor, scattered clothes scattered all over the place.

Luo Yibei's action of **** is very slow, and it is not a feeling of love/color, but the opposite is not tempting.

Lazy, elegant, and evil are hard to resist.

When Luo Yibei undressed, the corner of his eye would be slightly sideways, and she stared at her behind her.

Fang Chi Xia Guangguang just fell on his side, and his body was fixed.

His body is very good, and every part is almost the best statue in the hands of the sculptor.

Luo Yibei stared at her with a sigh of relief, and the corners of her lips were hooked.