The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

His words were particularly sloppy and brought a little bit of awkwardness.

Lazy against the wall, slender legs and lazy overlap, coupled with a lazy expression, will make him look a bit sloppy at this time.

The feeling of Fang Chi Xia is similar to that of walking on the street.

Fang Chi Xia glanced at him, ignored his words, and wanted to continue to go outside, but Luo Yibei slowly walked over to her.

"Where?" His pace was really slow, and the frequency of the overlap of the two legs was still very regular. However, it was able to block Fang Chi Xia, who was clearly separated from him.

An arm pushed her against the door panel behind her. The tall body pressed her like an invisible mountain. His body was put on her body. "Speak to you!"

What Fang Chi Xia thought was that her mouth was on her and it was not her duty to answer him.

However, she knows what kind of occasions to say.

Luo Yibei’s face was stretched for a day. If she dared to provoke him at this time, she might not want to sleep tonight.

Sinking and breathing, her face slowly lifted up, trying to keep her voice calm. "What else?"

She obviously had opinions on him, but she endured it. Luo Yibei observed the slightest ups and downs of her chest to completely calm down.

Somehow, looking at Fang Chi Xia, who is now like this, his heart is very cool.

His lips were even slightly hooked up with pleasure.

Fang Chi Xia Guangguang fixed the arc at the end of his thin lips, and suddenly wanted to jump up and give him a fist.

Luo Yibei’s body was withdrawn from her, and the backhand took the door and walked in front to go to the bedroom.

This time is the time of sleep, he does not seem to fall asleep, even sitting down on the balcony chair.

The hanging chair is a special location for Fang Chi Xia. She likes the hanging chair. Luo Yibei has one in each place where the two live.

Half moon shaped, very beautiful, very delicate, but small.

He looks a bit nonsense when he sits on it.

He didn't seem to mind, after sitting up, the body leaned back on the back of the chair, and both of them lazy and seemed to enjoy this state.

"A cocktail!" His words are very succinct, still imperative, the feeling, like the servant who is calling the family.

Fang Chixia's face was stagnant, but it did not break out in this kind of thing.

Turned out of the room and went downstairs to adjust the cocktail to him, back to the room, she walked over and handed it to him.

"Okay." The hand stretched out. However, who knows Luo Yibei refused to take it.

"Hey!" A word is more economical than the wording.

Fang Chi Xia’s hand with a red wine glass received the strength, and the five fingers pinched the cup tightly.

After marrying Luo Yibei, she did not know that she had encountered this kind of thing many times.

The two have been married for more than two years. She hasn’t learned much, but she is getting better and better, and she is almost a ninja turtle.

Fang Chixia didn't want to argue with him at night, and sent the cup to his lips. "Hey."

She did not complain to him, and even did not say anything extra. However, Luo Yibei still did not let go.

His lips were slightly stunned, and after her words, he never showed up.

"Don't drink, I will go back." Fang Chixia turned and wanted to leave. Luo Yibei's closed doubles opened, and then, lazy, spit out, "Use your mouth!"