Luo Yibei was seduced by her scent and his heart tickled akin to a gentle scratch by her hand.
Fang Chixia was still on him, and her breathing was very disordered.
She breathed out a cocktail fragrance, that of an orange wine, very unique and aromatic. Her skin, now layered in pink was smooth as a porcelain, the image of the intoxicating peach blossom petals floating on the water.
In the bedroom, the wind was blowing.
The faint scent of orange and wine, drifted away in the air. It wafted and lingered between Luo Yibei’s nostrils.
Luo Yibei quietly observed her reaction, his eyes faintly sweept through her face and saw her abnormality at first glance.
“You were drugged?” The low voice, compared with his previous indifference, sounded a little bit lazier.
His tone sounded light and amused. Also, he didn’t push her up.
“It’s none of your business!” Fang Chixia pinched her palms but refused to look at him.
“But, you look like you need help!” Luo Yibei’s brows rose as he stared at her.
Fang Chixia’s facial features were particularly delicate, with a small chin and the tip of her nose quite sharp. Her skin as white as snow was clear and beautiful.
Even without retouching, it leaves a stunning impact one could never forget.
Especially at this moment, such a face was extremely beautiful,
Luo Yibei’s eyes fixed on her cherry-like moist lips. Without any warning, he flipped her over then pinned her under his body.
He was very tall, visually about 188 centimeters.
Fang Chixia, on the other hand, was more than a meter and six. Among girls, she wasn’t short, but compared with him, she seemed so petite.
A dense sense of pressure came over her as he completely enveloped her under him.
She raised her hands in an attempt to struggle. Who knew that her body would fail to cooperate and her hands attached themselves on his body instead.
Luo Yibei surveyed her sideways and the corners of his lips indistinctively quirked up. Then his thin lips brushed against hers lightly.
His lips were cool, in stark contrast to his body temperature.
Fang Chixia stiffened. Something in her head seemed to have ignited out of control, “Boom!”
She wanted to get closer to him, wanted to get more and more…
Such thoughts had only just emerged only to be pulled back with what little remained on her rationality.
Pushing him away, she left him a little farther sideways, and restrained herself from looking at his face.
“Self-control is good!” Calmly looking at her like this, the indifferent look on Luo Yibei’s handsome face was replaced with an amused one.
This man is a scumbag!
This was Fang Chixia’s assessment of Luo Yibei at the moment.
Does she, who now looked like this, delight him?
Luo Yibei didn’t mind her angry look at all. Clasping her shoulders and pulling her into his arms, he continued to speak to her. “Now tell me, how did you get in here? Tell me the truth, and I might be able to make you feel better later.”
“When I came, your door was open!” Fang Chixia didn’t understand why he would suddenly ask this, but still, she answered truthfully.
“Really? What a coincidence!” Lou Yibei’s eyes sank after her words, and didn’t know whether to believe her or not.