In front, Luo Yibei stopped.

His face was slightly sideways, and his gaze fell on her face, and the eyebrows picked it up.

"I just didn't say anything." Fang Chixia crossed him and wanted to get on the bus first, but his wrist was cold and he was dragged.

Fang Chi Xia's back is slightly stiff and his footsteps have stopped.

The faint gaze of Luo Yibei’s gaze was on her face, and then slowly floated out, “Which is empty? Is the empty space or empty space?”

Fang Chi Xia Yi, the face is red.

Luo Yibei clasped her wrist with a tight hand, pulling her slightly in her direction, Fang Chixia's body hit the road.

The long arm hooked her waist and pressed her against her arms. The well-balanced hand was blown from her face at a very slow speed. His tone, with a strong banter, "I want to go back to live?" ”

Fang Chi Xia was stiff and his face was touched by his fingers, burning like it.

He calmed down and looked at him. She did not directly deny her usual temper, but chose a way that would not irritate him. "You haven’t been busy with a lot of things lately? Ok, by the way, you can calm down and prepare for the game."

Luo Yibei thinks about it too.

He is very clear about how important this game is to a newcomer.

He wants her to win, two people live together, it is not so easy to calm down the design.

Fang Chi Xia quietly observed his face, knowing that his words played a role, and added a sentence, "You come back every night to pick me up and live once."

Luo Yibei did not expect that she would take the initiative to pick up and live, and she was pleased with a simple sentence, the face curve was softened a lot.

"Good." Pulling the door open, he let her get in the car first.

"Where is it now?" Fang Chixia was wearing a seat belt, and asked casually.

"A special place." Luo Yibei did not directly explain, meaningfully returned to her, followed by the car, slammed the engine.

The place where he drove was by the sea, the route he took, and the two had walked one night, and he took her to the island that night.

Fang Chi Xia Ping did not have a slight reaction in the car, but today, it is probably the relationship between the dinners that An An bought in the dormitory, and it has been uncomfortable in the car.

When the car was halfway through, the nausea was coming again.

The eyebrows were twisted and twisted, and her taste was a little uncomfortable.

But I don't want to let Luo Yibei see it, I can only bear it.

The car continued to drive on the road, halfway through, and did not arrive at the beach. The situation in Fangchixia became more and more serious, and the cold sweat on the forehead was smashed out.

Luo Yibei was driving, and the attention fell in front of him, and he did not notice.

Wanting to turn the car to the road by the sea, the wrist was suddenly squeaked and pressed by Fang Chixia, "Parking!"

Her face turned out of the window, and he turned his back to him.

"What's wrong?" Luo Yibei did not know what her condition was, but she still stopped the car.

Fang Chixia opened the door and allowed fresh air to be poured in. The cold sweat on his forehead was dried, and his face was flattened against his back. He turned his head and turned his eyes to his face. He seemed to be thinking about something.

"What's wrong?" Luo Yibei stared at her pale face, her brow wrinkled.

"I want to go back first, and I am tired today." Fang Chixia tried to find reasons for himself.

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