Angie just stared at him in her spare time and didn't say anything. The housekeeper helped Luo Yibei put the chair in place. Luo Yibei sat down stabbing, regardless of the eyes of a group of servants around him on his face. Fang Chi Xia didn't look in his direction and still ate his own quietly“ Miss Fang, do you need any more wine? I'll pour it for you! " Perth stood up and wanted to pour wine for her goblet. Before reaching out, Luo Yibei didn't know whether it was intentional or not. His foot suddenly hooked Fangchi Xia's ankle. Fang Chi Xia was just holding the wine cup at this time. A sudden action made her lean forward, and the holding wine cup fell to the ground with a slap. It's a very clear voice. After the big garden rings, it's still very abrupt. The rest of the table looked at it in unison. Fang Chi Xia looked at the mess on the ground and held the knife and fork tightly. Beth stretched out his hand across the air and looked a little embarrassed. Loebye is still like a person who has nothing to do, taking care of himself and eating freely. Just turned his head to the Housekeeper on his side and said, "change Miss Fang's glass again!"“ OK. " The housekeeper bowed his head and left. Fang Chi Xia was still staring at him, and his eyes seemed to spray fire. Luo Yibei raised a touch of mockery on his lips and glanced at her. He faintly spit out a sentence, "hold the glass steady next time." Looking back and holding the tableware, he continued to cut the food on his plate. So many people are still on the table. Fang Chi Xia can't make trouble with him like last night. She breathed heavily. She can only continue to eat with her head depressed. But when she thought about his behavior, she was suddenly unwilling. Looking to one side of his direction, Fang Chi Xia lifted his leg and kicked it at his calf“ Yes! " The strength of her kick was not small. Luo Yibei arched his body forward and snorted. The voice was not loud and seemed a little depressed. However, the rest of the table caught it all. A pair of eyes looked in his direction again. Luo Yibei glanced sideways at Fang Chi Xia in the corner of his eye, calmed his face, and said as if nothing had happened, "it's all right, just kicked by a cat!" Cat? The servants around looked almost reflexively under the table. The table cloth, long and white, hung down along the edge of the table, basically blocking the bottom of the table. No one could see what was happening below. The servant didn't know why, but the people sitting at the table understood. Perth obviously didn't expect Fangchi Xia to have such a side. When he stared at her, he was slightly stunned. Fang Chi Xia's face hung slightly and gracefully took the tableware at dinner. There was no expression on her face, as if nothing had happened. She didn't look in the direction of Perth, as if she didn't mind what she was like in him. The table was quiet again. It lasted less than two minutes, but something happened again. While Fang Chi was having dinner, Luo Yibei put out his hand. From under the table, covered by the table cloth, others can't see it. After reaching out and putting his hand on her leg, he didn't move it. His fingertips even wrapped a few tassels around her skirt. When he did this, his knuckles would rub off her skin from time to time. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.