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Chapter 138: It’s only been a few days, Missed me.
writer:柒惜      update:2022-07-21 17:00
  Fang Chixia has been sleeping at home by herself these days. When alone, she dresses casually.

  At the moment, she was wearing a very refreshing nightgown, the shoulder straps fell obliquely scattering on her shoulders, the skirt also hiked up high, and the long half of the legs were exposed in the air.

  Such a display, if Luo Yibei had not known her character, he would probably have thought that she was dressed as such to entice him exclusively.

  Nevertheless, whether premeditated or unintentional, this provided a lot of convenience for the Luo Yibei.

  He advanced a few steps over and flipped her body to face himself. Luo Yibei leaned over and kissed her as his hands began to work on her clothes.

  He screwed his eyebrows in some displeasure as the sofa wasn’t well-suited with what he had in mind. He tried to lift her up to the stairs, but the cell phone which had been lying on Fang Chixia before him tumbled down with a ‘squeak’.

  A very dull sound came out. When the phone fell, he did not know what key was touched but the screen lit up.

  Luo Yibei originally did not intend to pay attention, but, when he helped her pick up the phone, his eyes inadvertently glanced above.

  Fang Chixia’s phone was still on the chat box on WeChat and has not exited. When the screen lit, it showed exactly the chat record she just had with the Great Treasure.

  Luo Yibei’s eyes fixed on the bold words on a sentence above, dew/bone then all the expressions on his face were frozen.

  Fang Chixia’s WeChat nickname was

  , and the entire contents of the chat records on the screen were:

  Great Treasure:

  Summer of the first world:

  Great Treasure:

  Summer of the first world:

  Great Treasure:

  Summer of the first world:

  Great Treasure:

  Summer of the first world:

  Great Treasure:

  ,

  Summer of the first world:

  Great Treasure:

  Summer of the first world:

  This was the complete dialogue between the two. The last message of Fang Chixia was a few minutes after the other side, it seemed that she had been silent for a while.

  Luo Yibei took her cell phone as his eyes fixed on the content of a sentence full of passion. His face darkened as the bottom of a pot.

  Yibei’s vision coldly swept at the full sentences on the chat record and his eyes turned frosty like ice would burst out.

  His chest was blocked so badly that he turned to Fang Chixia, who was still sleeping soundly on the sofa, and shouted coldly at her. “Fang Chixia, wake up!”


  He roared so loudly. It was the first time he realized that he lost his temper since they got married that even his breath was thick with fire.