A simple dish was brought to the table, and Luo Chuli was already gearing up, she picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of squid and put it in her mouth.

Not to mention, it tastes good.

Xiaozui ate oilily, and Luo Chuli completely forgot about the man who cooked for her. She has always liked food, and this meal, she almost didn't even lift her head.

Qi Yang washed his left hand very hard, and then as soon as he came out, he was treated like this, and he naturally felt very depressed in his heart.

With a snap, the crystal vase on the table fell to the ground.

Luo Chuli raised his head from the plate and glared at him with a frown, "Why are you wasting money every day!"

"Is that the way you talk to me?" the man glared back, and said quietly, "Besides, I have money." "

Okay, okay, you're the richest!

Luo Chuli ate the last bite of the sausage, then silently put down the chopsticks and piled up a smile.

"Do you have any instructions from Qi Shao?"

"That's not what you just called me. "The man played with the lighter with one hand, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Just?

It was just a momentary situation, and now, it's hard to say.

Luo Chuli cleaned up the dishes and wiped his mouth, "I'm sleepy, I'll sleep first?"

This is what it means to solicit.

Qi Yang heard it.

However, if you want to sleep, you can, and that has to come at a price.

"What do you call me?"

"Hey, husband. Rubbing his messy hair, Luo Chuli bent his waist again.

The man nodded in satisfaction, pulled her little hand, and went straight back to the master bedroom.

He thought to himself, well, when my husband's arm is healed, I will hurt you well.

After a day in a cold and damp place, Luo Chuli felt that her bones were sore, and she went to the bathroom with a bath towel, desperate to take a bath.

And Qi Yang changed into a nightgown and went to bed to read by himself.

Luo Chuli was playing with bubbles in the bathtub, humming a little song very carefully.

Fortunately, it's the middle of the night, and Qi Yang has already taken a bath. Otherwise, I will have to close the ghost door again.

But what about tomorrow?

I can hide from the first year of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth.

Luo Chuli rubbed back and forth with the bath flowers, and finally planned to talk about tomorrow's things tomorrow.

This night, nothing happened.

In the next few days, the man around him was also abnormal, and since that day, he has never taken the initiative to make any mess of Luo Chuli.

Luo Chuli was very happy about this, but he definitely couldn't rest assured.

She always felt that this man was ...... I can't say it anymore.

Pinching your fingers, it's been almost a month since the two of them came to this island, which is really a bit unusual.

Qi Yang is not a person who will abolish the public for personal reasons.

While thinking so, someone knocked her little head.

"What do you want?"

"Ah, I'm thinking about ......" Luo Chuli looked up at him, but was a little surprised, "Your hands are good?"

"Huh?" the man moved his arm to indicate his health.

At this moment, Luo Chuli felt bad.

Qi Yang's injuries are all because of her, it stands to reason that he is healed, and Luo Chuli should be happy. However, on the other hand, he is well, and he should have many disasters.

"What, you're not happy when I'm fine?"

"No, I don't. Luo Chuli smiled.

The man hooked her small chin, "In three days, we'll be back." "

Where did this come from?

Luo Chuli quietly pinched his little skirt, thinking about going back, and finally became excited.

But how can there still be a trace of strange feeling in my heart?

Like attachment?

It should be.

But what is she obsessed with? If it's this island?

If yes......

No, no, what was she thinking!

Luo Chuli felt that she had become so strange, she took a deep breath and told herself not to think about it.

It's that people have feelings.

She may be nostalgic for these days on the island that are not so scrupulous, not for Qi Yang, who is so easy to speak.