Chapter 312: Chixia in crisis
Fang Chixia fell and her hands circled around his neck.
Luo Yibei held her gaze then moved his eyes down her face and finally settled on her cherry lips.
One hand clasped the back of her head while his face tilted towards her.
Fang Chixia’s body was stiff, but she didn’t push him away.
Luo Yibei lips covered her lips, sucked on them for a while then moved to her cheeks then back again, fixing feathery kisses on her lips.
Fang Chixia was a bit flustered so she pushed him away and floated by herself.
“I’m hungry. I’m going to prepare breakfast.” Leaving an excuse behind, she turned away and fled towards the villa.
Luo Yibei tailed slowly behind her. The two went upstairs and changed into clean clothes. Fang Chixia headed to the kitchen, but was redirected outside, “Let’s eat out!”
Fang Chixia’s waist still hurts from time to time so when offered to relax, she had no need to refuse.
She let him lead the way and the two got into the car.
Luo Yibei took her not to a typical restaurant, but to a special one, a slow sailing cruise ship.
When they arrived, a designated waiter led the two into a table and set the menu in front of them.
“Is there something the both of you wanted to have?” The courtesy of the waiter was impeccable, his head was low and his English, at first sounded native, but still there was a light local accent.
Fang Chixia was a stranger to the place so she handed the tast to Luo Yibei. She just sat down and stared at the sea view.
A man’s baritone however disturbed her peace and made her squirm before turning her head to him.
This man’s accent….from Country R?
Fang Chixia was slightly surprised but thought nothing much about it.
It wasn’t surprising to have R nationals working in Nice.
Fang Chixia averted her gaze and accidentally met the man’s eyes.
Although the man’s head was low, his face was cocked in her direction and seemed to be observing her covertly.
When their eyes met, it only took him a moment or two before moving his head quickly.
His movements were slick, which made Fang Chixia doubt if it was another illusion. She even thought he was a bit flustered.
Fang Chixia gave him a once over and her eyebrows knitted.
Why was he flustered?
Luo Yibei still had his head down looking at the menu and seemingly unaware of the waiter.
Fang Chixia was unnerved so she decided to go to the bathroom, “I’ll leave for a moment.”
The waiter’s line of sight moved along her figure and remained fixated to where she disappeared.
Fang Chixia went directly to the sink.
The cruise was quiet, presumably, Luo Yibei’s arrangement. She passed along the halls and met no one.
This kind of atmosphere was actually warm. However, it’s just that the silence was a bit disturbing.
Head hanging low, she washed her hands and made way back to Luo Yibei’s side. When she turned around, she bumped into someone.
Fang Chixia lifted her face up.
Looking at the man’s face, she instinctively stepped back.
“You are…” Before she could voice out anything, the man leaned against her on the wall and covered her mouth….