Chapter 2267

Fang Chi Xia choked on him for a long time.

"Baby, if it's boring, we have a lot to do." Long legs change a posture, lazy overlap, Luo Yibei will take her hand rose branches, glanced at two eyes, very casually into the nearby trash can.

"For example, go out for a walk, go back to your room and do something you love, or bask in the sun on the balcony, eh?" His voice was very lazy. When he spoke, his hands still didn't move away from her legs. His fingertips played like a piano, and even touched her skin again and again.

Fang Chi Xia is speechless to him, and she reminds him, "take your hands away first."

"So, do you want to stay and listen?" Luo Yibei glanced at her lazily. Instead of moving his hand away as she asked, he stroked her gently.

Fang Chi Xia had no idea about him. She calmed down and reasoned with him instead. She said, "I've made an appointment with my teacher. I'm here too. It's not appropriate to leave halfway."

After a pause, she glanced at the smiling teacher behind her. She added, "how do you mean, such an old man, to stand others up?"

She spoke Chinese, but the teacher who taught her flower art couldn't understand it.

Lo Yi North glanced at her, the corner of his eye twitched.

If he wants to do something, he won't give anyone face.

Fangchi is no better than him.

The teacher is just an excuse. She just doesn't want to leave!

"What time does it end?" He raised his watch and looked at the time. He didn't hold on to her.

"Two hours later."

Luo Yibei released her hand, leaned lazily on the back of the chair behind her, put her arms around her chest, and motioned to her to continue, "OK, I'll wait for you."

Fang Chi Xia breathed a sigh and continued to chat with the teacher.

"Ma'am, let's go on! Where was that? The branches are so short, aren't they

"Yes, cleaver girl!"

In the back of luoyibei, we have settled down a lot.

From the beginning to the end, he just sat quietly in his seat, staring at her without expression, and didn't interfere with her.

When he was cold, it was like sitting in an ice sculpture.

Originally sunny, flowery room, as if suddenly covered by a cool wind, the pressure is much lower.

The flower arranging teacher looked timidly in his direction several times.

Fang Chi Xia's indifference to him is not surprising. He ignores him from the beginning to the end and is very focused on learning his own flower arrangement.

Two classes, took two hours, and ended in a bunch of flowers.

The materials Fangchi Xia chooses are primrose and Hydrangea, which is the same as the materials luoyibei used to send her every morning.

These two kinds of flowers are often seen at weddings, whether it's the bride's bouquet or the decorative wall of the venue.

Luo Yibei stares at the flowers all over the room, stands up, walks out of the room and stops at the door. Suddenly, he says, "I'll take charge of the flower art at the wedding in the future."

It's not a question, it's a positive tone.

Fang Chi Xia was following him. He suddenly braked. She didn't control it for a moment. She leaned forward and hit him on the back.

"What did you say?" Rubbing the tip of her nose, she didn't hear him clearly.

Luo Yi turned his head to the north and looked in her direction from the corner of his eyes. Every word spat out, "I'm talking about the wedding in the future!"

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