Fast time travel: Tea-type beauties flirt with crazy paranoid bosses

Luo Yi saw that something was wrong with her, and his deep and magnetic voice was deliberately lowered, which seemed extraordinarily gentle and pleasant, "I'll get you something to sober up, or you'll have a headache tomorrow morning."

Chi Yao took his hand, "Don't go, I have something to tell you..."

Luo Yi paused in place, looking at Chi Yao with her head down, feeling a little uneasy.

"okay."

"When the monarch came to the throne today, he gave me a marriage..."

Luo Yi's whole body suddenly froze in place, his throat tightened, and even Chi Yao's voice seemed to be getting smaller and smaller in his ears.

He grabbed Chi Yao's hand with his backhand, looked at her darkly, with despair and helplessness in his tone, and asked tentatively, "Who?"

Chi Yao, who was intoxicated in her own world, didn't hear the trembling voice for a while, but said with a determined face, "You."

"So it was me..."

At first, Luo Yi didn't respond and murmured in a low voice, the broken tone in his voice made people feel distressed, and then he came to his senses, with a puzzled but unbelievable ecstasy on his face, "Me?"

Chi Yao nodded as if she was dead, but was hugged tightly by Luo Yi who looked surprised.

"I am willing."

What?
Chi Yao blinked blankly, and put her hands on his back helplessly.

"This is what I expected and hoped for. I was even afraid that all this was my illusion, a dream that I couldn't help but indulge in."

Luo Yi's murmured words were whispered like a sympathizer, making Chi Yao feel numb all over.

"Five days later, the date of our wedding."

"enough."

Enough to get these things done and be with you forever.

Listening to Luo Yi's answer, Chi Yao's uneasy heart finally settled down, and even the heart that she couldn't see clearly before seemed to be enlightened.

Luo Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly. Looking at the red lips, the darkness in his eyes continued to deepen. He slowly stroked Chi Yao's neck and asked in a low voice, "Can I kiss you?"

There was a trace of caution and expectation in the murmured tone, which was still half pitiful for Chi Yao.

She grabbed the hand that was caressing her face, and then kissed his lips reflexively. The lingering two people made the temperature in the room rise sharply, and the faint alcohol stimulated the affection between the two, making them become Crazy but reluctant to part.

Luo Yi hugged Chi Yao on the sofa, the residual heat of the temperature between them was mixed in the air, and gently opened a slight distance so that each other could catch their breath, and slowly returned to their senses, and Chi Yao's wine also woke up It's almost there.

She blinked slightly and looked at the slightly messy picture and situation in front of her. She immediately got up and couldn't help coughing lightly, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep first."

Then he fled the scene as if fleeing, Luo Yi couldn't help but chuckle in a low voice at his panicked back.

Time passed by like this, and both of them were jerky doing things that might be needed for the big wedding. The small and thoughtful preparations made both of them unable to help but indulge in it.

Luo Yi couldn't help but stare at the wedding dress in front of him, with mixed emotions in his heart.

Chi Yao stood beside him, turned her head slightly to look at him, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Luo Yi shook his head, "No, it just feels like a dream."

Chi Yao gently pinched his face, and asked with a smile on his face, "Do you still think it's a dream now?"

Luo Yi looked at Chi Yao with a blank smile, his eyes flashed like stars.

"It seems... more like it."