Qing Chen dusted his face and watched his face cold, and his lips twitched slightly.

The dinner for three people, the atmosphere is a bit weird.

Fang Chixia sullenly eats his own head and ignores both men.

The light dust seems to be invisible to Luo Yibei, and he is very diligent in serving Fang Chixia. "Is food enough? Do you want to call again?"

“Today's dishes are not suitable for appetite? Don't like us to change the taste?”

"Your drink is over, I will help you call the cup."

Fang Chi Xia lightly hangs his head, and courtesy will return to him from time to time, "Thank you."

Luo Yibei looked coldly at the interaction between the two, his eyes cold like ice.

The whole process of ignoring the light dust ignored him, staring at Fang Chixia and looking at it, cold and unpredictable and floating again, "There is a sauce in the corner of the mouth, I will help you..."

Standing up, I want to help the past to clean the pool, the hand just reached the air, an arm stretched out, cold and cold his hand.

Take the wet towel from the side, fingertips buckled the chin of Fang Chixia, and turned her face with no expression. Luo Yibei wanted to help her wipe the corner of her mouth. When she reached over, she suddenly froze.

Fang Chi Xia's mouth is very clean, nothing, even the wine stains are not contaminated.

Looking at his movements, her eyes seemed confused. "What are you doing?"

Luo Yibei’s hand stopped at her lips, staring at her pink lips and watching it for a while, her eyes turned to the opposite light.

This kid is playing with him?

"Just kidding." Qing Qing dust eyes twitched, if nothing happened, smiled.

He actually just wants to simply test it down. Even such small things are so mindful. How delicate is this relationship?

Qing Chen knew it, but did not say much.

The head hangs, he holds the tableware if he has nothing to do with his own.

Eat and eat, I do not know if it was picked up, suddenly squatted, turned aside and coughed up.

"So, next time you are joking, you have to look at the object." Luo Yibei snorted with a drink in the cup, and his face was blank.

Qing Qing looked at him strangely, but did not refute.

"Drink some water!" Fang Chixia stood up and handed him his glass, patted his back.

Her action is a natural reaction after the average person sees this situation. However, after the hand falls, it is obvious that the surrounding air pressure is cold.

Fang Chi Xia was stunned, his line of sight was stiff, and his eyes glanced in the direction of Luo Yibei.

Luo Yibei is also watching her, her eyes are cold, and the curvature of the lips is raised, a little yin measurement.

Fang Chixia is reflexive and wants to retract his hand, but he feels unnecessary.

Without paying attention to his eyes, she continued to pat the back of the light dust.

The light and dusty head was hanging down, but I didn’t look back, but I obviously felt the coldness from Luo Yibei.

He was a little unsettled, and he wanted to strike halfway, and his heart secretly complained.

Why did this kind of thing pick him up?

Qing Chen did not understand what Qing Muchen thought, but the task was accepted, and he could only continue with the scalp.

"Thank you." The water that was sent from Fang Chi Xia was taken up, and Qing Chen smiled at her.

Sitting in the position, if he has nothing to do, he will chat with her, "When is there time?"

“Should the school be busy?”

“Don't take a meal and eat alone together?”