Fang Chi Xia Gen root did not know what happened in Luo Yibei, the car drove past this way, the brain was messy.

Thinking about the voice on his phone, her heart was even more panicked and worried.

Worried about Luo Yibei!

Since the marriage, I don’t know when to start, she will start to worry about him.

Luo Yibei didn't have a day during the day, and didn't tell her where he was going. She didn't know what he was doing today.

What is his current situation, she does not know at all.

In the suburbs, she was not familiar with this road. When she was driving without a head, Luo Yibei’s car quietly stopped on the road next to it. People sitting on the driver’s seat could not see the expression.

"What happened?" Fang Chixia took the car to his side and came to his car. He just looked at him quietly and did not open the door.

Luo Yibei’s face was slightly sideways, his closed eyes opened, and the darkness of the night sky looked at her quietly, his eyes deep and dark, like the dark sea in the boundless dark night.

"What's wrong?" Fang Chi Xia did not understand why he looked at her like this. His eyes fixed on him and looked at him for a while, and he did not realize that he had any problems.

"Up!" Luo Yibei's eyes gestured to the position on his side.

Fang Chi Xia took the car door and sat up. She took the door and looked at the side of his face. She asked faintly, "Where did you go today?"

"Do you care?" Luo Yibei looked deep.

He asked directly, Fang Chi Xia smashed.

"I will also ask casually." If nothing wants to stagger her eyes, as if she suddenly found something, her face turned suddenly.

Looking at his face slyly, her heart tightened. "What happened?"

Luo Yibei had a lot of sweat on his forehead, his face was very pale, and he looked like a high fever person.

The light in the car was very dark. She didn't look at it carefully. She saw that he didn't look right. She was enough to cross his body and touched his clothes.

She is particularly natural in doing this movement, and that feeling is like facing the closest person.

I put my hand in it and touched it on his back. The intention was to see if his clothes were sweaty, but when he touched the hot skin under his palm, he was astonished by what kind of hot potato, panic. Shrinked back.

"You, are you okay?" Fang Chixia looked at him quietly, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

People who were so spiritual in the middle of the night last night, how can a good end be sick?

Fang Chi Xia Hao is also a common sense person, staring at his symptoms for a while, suddenly reacted.

"Where did you go during the day?" Looking at his gaze, her tone was a little cold.

Luo Yibei did not hear her words, her hand clasped her slender wrist, and then a little bit, Fang Chixia's body fell into the arms of his arms.

The warm body collided with the hot chest, and Fang Chixia was stiff and stiff, and he was struggling with reflexive conditions.

Luo Yibei's hand cut her hand, and regardless of her struggle, she lowered the seat and pushed her to the cot formed by the chair.

He even dismissed other women, but in front of her, everything was unscrupulous.

His movements were overbearing and strong, and his body was against her, leaving her no room for resistance.

The hand groped into the hem of her dress, and he seemed to want to tear directly.

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Seeking a monthly ticket~

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