Luo Yibei looked faintly on the candlelight dyed outside the house, and looked at the bath covered with petals. The eyebrows picked and picked. "Is this waiting for me?"

He clearly knows what the cause and effect of the matter is, but it is as if everything tonight is prepared by Fang Chixia.

"You think more, not what I arranged." Fang Chixia's hand twitched in his hand.

"Is it?" The lips slammed up, and Luo Yibei took a bath towel on her side and wrapped it on her. She picked her up and took her to the room. "Since this way Then don't let the hotel's kindness."

He spoke of course, taking Fang Chixia out of the bathroom, and slowly went to the bedside.

"Luo Yibei, I don't want to!" Fang Chi Xia did not struggle, just a hint.

Luo Yi’s northern side, his eyes glanced at her face, “Don’t want to?”

Fang Chi Xia, "..."

The lips were cold and cold, and she pushed her down on the soft bed. She shook her hands and shook it down. She turned the petals off the bed and leaned over. The cold lips kissed her softly.

"Which process does not want to? I heard it!" He was a very negotiable tone, as long as Fang Chi Xia said it was exported, he avoided it.

His words meant this, but the movements on his hands did not stop, his fingertips opened her yukata, and his hand had already penetrated into her clothes.

"Nothing is going to happen!" Fang Chixia's body side was sideways. However, when flipping, there was a small accident.

She wanted to avoid the body and his face. Her bathrobe was very loose, and the belt was untied by Luo Yibei. This turned, the clothes fell directly from the shoulders, and the full chest just wiped from the chest of Luo Yibei. .

A small movement, however, the two people's bodies are at the same time stiff.

Fang Chi Xia's image is a touch of electricity, his body squatting/squatting down, lying under him is a little stiff.

The cool eyes of Luo Yibei into the night were deep after her words.

Fang Chixia's face was a bit awkward, calming his face, and nothing happened.

"Xiao Yi is still in the next room!" Pushing him away, wanting to get up, the talent just sat up, a huge force on the wrist suddenly hit, and before she reacted, Luo Yibei’s breath swept over and over. Come, with a bang, Fang Chixia only felt his head dizzy, when he returned to God, his head had pillows on his head...

The kiss of Luo Yibei, like a hot iron, is densely falling...

Next door to the room.

A small milk bag sits alone on a large bed, swaying with two legs, while holding his own children's mobile phone to watch the time.

He will come back when he speculates on Luo Yibei.

"It has been more than an hour!"

He sat alone boring, his hands on the edge of the bed, the ground down from the bed, and one turned to the balcony to look at it.

He wants to see what the opposite room is. I want to know if the relationship between the two has eased.

However, the toes were smashed and nothing was seen.

The little milk bag was helpless and he sat back on the bed himself.

In the room next door, Fang Chi Xia is somewhat absent-minded tonight.

Being suppressed by Luo Yibei, she thought that Xiao Yi was alone in a room, and her heart could not calm down.

"Luo Yibei, go see Xiaoyi!" Pushed the man who pushed what she wanted, she reminded.