Chapter 357: Very ugly, don’t look.

Luo Yibei stood in the center of the living room, staring at her crookedly sleeping on the sofa, and walked towards her step by step.

She seemed sound asleep, her arms wrapped around herself and legs curled together. She must be disturbed in her sleep as her brows were wrinkled slightly.

She has always been dainty. But curled up such a posture, she appeared even frail and helpless, devoid of the stubborness she sported in front of him during the day.

Luo Yibei run his gaze slowly over her and bent down to carry her upstairs when the corner of his eyes caught a glimpse of her bare cold feet.

Her dainty toes were white and shiny as that of the finest jade carving.

But now, there were a few large and small abrasions on them from heel to toe. Against her white feet, they looked ugly.

Those wear and tear were from Fang Chixia’s shoes when she walked all the way back tonight. She wasn’t squeamish so she disregarded such tiny details and the pain.

Luo Yibei inspected her feet for a while, and frowned.

Just how long has he been gone that she accomplished worning herself this way?

Finding these thorns in his eyes, he went to find the first aid kit, squat down next to her and brought out some medicine to clean her feet off.

He gently cleaned the blisters and applied some ointment on. Feeling the coolness on her feet, Fang Chixia woke up instantly.

She froze in surprise to see him back the moment she opened her eyes, then her gaze shifted to her feet.

One of her foot rested on Luo Yibei’s knee, held by one of his hands as he squatted beside her, rubbing some ointment.

It never occurred to her that she would be awakened in his presence in the middle of the night, nor that he would take care of her wounds, so in a daze, she stared at him.

Wasn’t he on a date?

She instinctively tried to withdraw her foot, but Luo Yibei clutched it and refused to let go: “Don’t move!’

“I can do it myself.” Fang Chixia was a bit embarrassed and yanked her ankle again.

Luo Yibei frowned, then scowled at her, “It’s late at night, but you’re still in great spirits?”

He warned, but Fang Chixia ignored it and pushed his hand away: “It’s ugly, don’t look!”

Although she didn’t care about her injuries, she knew how miserable her feet were.

Luo Yibei was caught short at her comeback, staring blankly at her for a moment.

His eyes turned cold as he retorted sharply: “It’s not like I haven’t seen something uglier than this.”

Fang Chixia was hesitated for a moment.

When did that happen?

Luo Yibei was actually referring to her chaotic sleeping postures but didn’t bring it up. He treated her wounds a few times and tried to carry her to go upstairs, but Fang Chixia hurriedly pushed him away. “I can go up myself!”

She pushed forcefully as if trying to distance herself away from him.

Her resistance brought a wrinkle in Luo Yibei’s brows.

In fact, he himself wasn’t in the best mood today. When he came back, he managed to calm down a bit. Fang Chixia’s resistance just now undoubtedly ignited the fire and made his face dark in a flash.

Fang Chixia’s eyes strayed from him, and bypassed him upstairs.

Luo Yibei’s eyes moved along with her figure, his coldness dropping low by the second.