Chapter 821

Fang Chi Xia just doesn't look good, and the temperature on her forehead is normal. Luo Yibei helped her pack up her things a few times, stood up, beat horizontally and picked her up“ How did you get sick? " Taking her to the sofa, he asked faintly as he walked. He didn't explain that he went to sea. Fang Chi Xia summarized it in four simple words, "acclimatized." Luo Yibei's face, which had just eased, sank again after her perfunctory words. But I didn't talk to her“ Have you eaten yet? " Holding her to the sofa, he did not loosen her, but placed her on his leg“ Not yet. " Fang Chi Xia answered softly“ I'll order dinner. " Luo Yibei took out his mobile phone and called the service area of the hotel. Twenty minutes later, a waiter came up with a dinner for two. The dinner he ordered was very exquisite. Although he was not so careful as cold praying that she was only allowed to drink porridge, his order was also very light and completely took care of her appetite. Every food is beautifully prepared, and even the soup boiled with flowers. The beautiful white porcelain plate is decorated with exquisite carvings, which makes people's appetite increase greatly. The waiter placed a small table in front of their sofa, put things up and left. Luo Yibei held a white porcelain bowl and fed her a spoon with a spoon, "try it." He seldom feeds her so seriously. He has done so before, but every time he brings the smell of flirtation. This time, Fang Chi Xia knew that he was feeding her purely for the sake of feeding her. Fang Chi Xia rarely enjoyed his service. He ate what he sent and stared at him quietly. In fact, after receiving his message this morning, she had been wondering how angry he would be when he came. She even wondered if he wouldn't believe her explanation. Fortunately, he believed it. Trust is important to her! What Fang Chi Xia hates most is mutual suspicion and doubt. If a marriage wants to go all the way, trust is the most basic. Fang Chi Xia's heart spread a faint sweetness. That taste is like the bowl of flower soup held by Luo Yibei... Fang Chi Xia's physique has always been good. They solved the dinner in the hotel room. Her face is much better and looks like someone who has nothing to do. Luo Yibei looked at her like this quietly, and thought coldly and proudly that he was still very charming. Leng qihan took care of her all night. When he came, she was still ill. He didn't come for dozens of minutes. His little face looked better immediately. Luo Yibei felt good about himself“ When are you going back? " Fang Chi Xia leaned in his arms and looked through a magazine casually“ When do you want to go back? " Luo Yibei looked to one side of her face and asked faintly“ Is the company busy these two days? " Fang Chixia casually turned over the book in his hand and looked up at him“ Want to stay here two more days? " Luo Yibei played with a small strand of her hair and smelled it in front of his nose. Light, no matter when, there is always a fresh smell of orange blossom. I don't know when to start, he gradually fell in love with this taste, and even got used to it“ How about going back the day after tomorrow? " Fang Chi Xia slammed the magazine in her hand and raised her face“ Whatever you say. " Loeb leaned over and smelled her hair. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.