Su Ran stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in Luo’s living room, raised her hand, and once again looked at the mobile phone she was holding. Her eyes turned bleak.
Luo Yibei didn’t even call her back, which was something she hadn’t expected.
Since childhood, when had he been so indifferent to her?
………………
Luo Yibei slept comfortably at Fang Chixia’s place for the night, and the next morning was awakened by a soft clang in the kitchen.
He picked up his clothes languidly and put them on. When he went out, he found Fang Chixia in the kitchen preparing breakfast for him.
She was boiling porridge, presumably knowing that he liked light food. The whole kitchen was hot and smoked her face pink and ruddy.
Luo Yibei quietly stared at her clear side profile, took a few steps over, wrapped his arms around her from behind and pushed her towards the dining table behind her.
He leaned down and brushed his lips against her for a kiss.
Fang Chixia was placed on the cold cooking table with her legs still spread apart, such a position made her feel embarrassed.
What was he doing so early in the morning?
With her crimson cheeks burning, she dodged left and right to avoid him, “Breakfast is ready!”
“No hurry!” Luo Yibei brought her face back, kissed her again, propping his arms on her sides, and murmured against her lips.
“We still have to go to the office later! Get up first!” Fang Chixia was so speechless and attempted to push his hands again.
“Kiss me.” Luo Yibei spent some time admiring her honey-coated rosy cheeks and pointed to his own lips.
Fang Chixia succumbed easily. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pasted her lips against his and kissed him in return.
“We’ll continue once we come back in the evening.” Luo Yibei was satisfied with her response. He said meaningfully and withdrew from her.
Fang Chixia, “…”
The two had their breakfast briefly and took a trip to the office.
The two had arrived a little early today and there were few people in the company.
With fewer acquaintances, neither of the two were evasive in their movements.
After arriving at the office, Luo Yibei’s gaze remained fixed on Fang Chixia, who was helping him tidy up his office. After moving up and down for a while, she came to his side to clean the coffee table also, so he stretched his long arm and quickly took her into his arms.
“What’s wrong?” Fang Chixia was stunned, but did not push him away.
She sat quietly in his arms in a very docile manner, her meekness stimulated Luo Yibei into wanting to ravage her.
“It’s still early for work, why don’t we…” Staring at her for a while, he pressed her back on the couch. His handsome face leaned over and against her ear, he lazily spat out the second half, “Do something else?”
Fang Chixia was startled, took her phone and looked at the time. She didn’t refuse directly, but faintly reminded, “There is only half an hour to work.”
“A little longer will do?” Luo Yibei raised his eyebrows beautifully.
“Stop it!” Fang Chixia was speechless. Like a cat, she tried to burrow out of his arms, but Luo Yibei dragged her back, “I haven’t let you go, where are you going?”
“I have work to do!” Fang Chixia angled her head sideways. She wanted to push him away again, when outside the door, a cold sound of footsteps came.
That click-clack sounded so familiar.
Fang Chixia was aghast. Luo Yibei himself froze for a moment. The two looked towards the door simultaneously, while Fang Chixia pushed Luo Yibei reflexively, stood up and sorted her clothes.