Fang Chi Xia was stunned, his back was stiff, and his steps stopped. Did he want to tell her that he did it with absolute certainty? Without much explanation, loebye crossed her and went straight into the house. Fang Chi Xia stopped in place, fixed his eyes on his back, watched him disappear slowly in the night, and Xiu Mei twisted. Why explain it to her? She stood in the garden for a long time. When she went in, loebye had gone upstairs. He seemed to be taking a bath. The sound of shower could be heard when walking in the corridor. When Fang Chi Xia was about to reach the door of the room, she struggled between the guest room and the master bedroom, but she still pushed open the door of the bedroom and went in. The sound of her footsteps was not loud. Luo Yibei didn't know whether he didn't pay attention or didn't mind if she was there. After taking a bath, he came out without wrapping his clothes. He was only wearing a pair of shorts. When he saw her, he was stunned at first, but then he wiped his hair in front of her as if nothing had happened. He was facing her. He didn't mean to betray his color in front of her, but his face just turned to her at random. Fang Chi Xia sat in the hanging chair on the balcony and looked at him moving in front of her. His eyes were fixed in the area below his Mermaid line. His face was a little uncomfortable, "put on your clothes first!"“ I've seen it so many times... "Luo Yi returned to her without changing his color in the north. He didn't take her words seriously and continued to wipe his own. Fangchi Xia couldn't stand him and didn't continue to ask. She turned her eyes to the outside of the balcony and filtered him from her eyes. She was deliberately ignoring him, but Lo Yibei came out with a towel. As soon as he picked her up, he naturally sat where she had just sat. Of course, he did it very well. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. He was also very overbearing. This hanging chair is not big. It's redundant for one person, but it will be crowded for two people. Fang Chi Xia sat well and was occupied by him. She was speechless to him. Fang Chixia turned around and wanted to go in and do her own work. But after entering, she caught a glimpse of the bathrobe on the bed. She couldn't help picking it up, walked out a few steps, and handed it to Roy north, "take it." Luo Yibei stared at the clothes in her hand. First, he was stunned, raised his head and looked at her. He had time to ask, "you help me." Fang Chi Xia doesn't want to see something unhealthy all the time. It's not that she's uncomfortable. She's afraid that the atmosphere will change later. After hesitation, she took her bathrobe and helped him cover it. After they got married, she didn't do less, but usually it's a shirt. She's done more. Her hands are much smoother now. Luo Yibei looked at her white, delicate and flexible hand, and thought coldly that this hand should be done for him. And I can only do it for him! Thinking of this question and thinking of her leaving nice for country R for a few days, his chest was a little blocked. He asked coldly, "you and Fresno..." before he finished, he was blocked by Fang Chi Xia, "OK." He dropped two words, turned around and went into the house. Suddenly interrupted, Luo Yibei didn't know whether it was coincidence or she was deliberately avoiding. His eyes followed her figure. He followed her in a few steps. Fang Chi Xia looked for clothes in the wardrobe and didn't look in his direction. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.