The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia actually couldn't stand his gentleness. Every time he was gentle, she seemed to be trapped in a pile of colorful cotton. When he accidentally, he would sink into it and couldn't find a shadow.

In fact, Fang Chi Xia sometimes feels that he is particularly unrecognizable. A small movement of people can make her control ability disappear.

Her heart was a little sour, but she said nothing on her mouth.

Rongxi’s working hours are really coming, and the place where the two are located can’t stop.

Luo Yibei did not care about this problem at all, and Fang Chi Xia did not think about it for a while.

The two were still rubbing the medicine. After Luo Yibei wiped it, she was helping her massage, and her fingertips pressed against her temple. He was gently ringing until the medicine was absorbed.

The attention of two people, one focused on the medicine, one focused on the touch brought by his fingertips, Fang Chixia's gaze looked into his eyes, almost did not fall into the vortex in his eyes.

The smell of the air seems to be warmer.

Sweet, but also brought a faint creamy smell from a bakery in the morning.

Fang Chi Xia looked at Luo Yibei and saw God lost, almost close to his arms.

She really did this, but her head was still not on the pillow, but it was interrupted by a slamming sound outside the window. "You can't park here, please drive the car away!"

The voice of the traffic police, the person stood still very close to the two, staring at the two inside.

Fangchi Xia Du is already on the head of Luo Yibei's chest. It is so stiff there. The expression on his face is like a bucket of ice, all of which have solidified.

Luo Yibei did not hear the person outside, and looked at her eyes, and glanced at her head that was about to be posted.

The eyebrows picked and picked, and his lips seemed to be drawn very clearly.

The traffic police outside did not see the people inside, and it seems that they are ready to issue a ticket.

The single has not been handed in, and Luo Yibei’s gaze is on the outside. The man who saw his face seems to be stunned, and then...

Then there is no more then.

Luo Yibei swayed into the window, and the throttle at the foot slammed on it, and the sports car slammed away.

Fang Chi Xia back to the company this way, the expression on his face is drunk from beginning to end, walking and floating.

Both of them were late, and both of them had a lot of work. After entering the office, they were busy with each other.

The design department does not currently have a director. In many cases, members of the department have something to approve, or encounter something related to the diplomacy of other companies. Generally, Fang Chixia is still dealing with it.

She is a newcomer to the design department, but she is a Luo family, and she has a decision-making power over the average person.

After staying at the company for one morning, at noon, an assistant walked in to her and told her to report her important things in the department for the past two days.

"Little lady, the company will take a jewellery advertisement in the near future. It is a series with the lady's last flowering. The design department is advocating the work of advertising. The directors of the film are all looking good, maybe afternoon. I need your wife to communicate with you in the past."

"Okay." Fang Chixia focused on the work in his hand, his face did not lift up, just a faint response to her.

“A new company will open a celebration tomorrow, and maybe you will need your wife.”

"Okay, remember to remind me when I get there."

"Right, I just received an invitation from the cold home!"

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In a few days, there is a big explosion, and the pro month’s monthly ticket is reserved for the seven seven. Let’s leave it to seven or seven.