Fang Chi Xia didn't arrange flowers in the room recently. She was stunned. Her closed eyes trembled slightly. Her eyes suddenly opened.

The goal is a sea of roses.

The whole room carpet, the whole bed.

Dense, like petals like scattered in every corner, the huge room, like a layer of rose carpet.

Line of sight along the room inch by inch, square pool summer eyes stagnated.

The morning breeze came in slowly, and the fragrance of roses seemed to be more intense in the room.

The house full of bed roses, reflecting the hazy dawn, dazzling as if swept by the sea breeze from the snow-white spray, layer upon layer to spread, into the eye, a fragrance.

Wake up, flowers bloom everywhere.

Fang Chi Xia quietly stares at the roses all over the room and turns to the bathroom.

There's water in the bathroom, and loibe hasn't left.

It's not loud. It seems to be taking a morning shower.

After a minute or two, the sound of the water slowly stopped.

Luo Yibei came out with a bath towel wrapped in it. He wiped his wet hair with the towel in his hand. He looked to her side and saw her wake up. He said hello to her in his spare time, "good morning!"

A faint greeting, with his naturally magnetic voice, is very gentle.

"Good morning." Fang Chi Xia lifted the sheet and got out of bed. He pulled him out of the bathroom and went in instead of him.

Change clothes, wash clothes. She's been in there a little long.

When I came out, I found that luoyibei was still there.

His tall body was leaning lazily on the sofa. He seemed to be waiting for her.

Glancing at her coming out, he pointed to the position beside him. He asked her faintly, "come here!"

Fang Chi Xia hesitated for a few seconds and walked towards him.

Just as he approached, Luo Yibei suddenly extended his long arm, pulled her into his arms, pressed her to sit on his legs, and took the clothes placed beside him.

A brand new dress, two pieces, bright lemon yellow, warm, fresh and energetic.

He took the clothes and looked to her side. He lifted his hand and untied the sheet on her.

His action is not as rude as when he does those things every night, like a pet toy in the palm of his hand. His action is very lazy, but inadvertently, it shows some tenderness.

"I'll do it myself!" Fang Chi Xia is a little uncomfortable. She raises her arm to block her body, but Luo Yibei clasps her wrist and pulls her hand away.

"After six years, what else have you not seen?" Scornful tone, her behavior, full of serious disdain.

Fang Chi Xia's body in his arms was stiff, and his face was slightly frozen.

Luo Yibei also didn't feel that what he just said was wrong. He was still helping her change clothes skillfully.

His movements, skilled as if he had done this many times before, took his coat and led her hand to put it on, followed by the skirt.

This morning, all his movements are very gentle.

Gentle, let Fangchi summer some strange.

Luo Yibei completely ignored her eyes, helped her put on her clothes, arranged them, and looked at her. He seemed satisfied. He stood up and took her hand and went downstairs.

"What do you like for breakfast? Chinese food? Western-style food? Southeast Asia? " He came to the table, helped her open the chair, pressed her down, and he tapped his fingers.

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