The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The clothes on Luo Yibei were just dressed for her help. Fang Chixia is now solved, naturally it is not difficult.

Ma Li helped him take off his bathrobe, and wanted to smother him to sleep again. Luo Yibei suddenly smiled at her lips and smiled at her, then faintly said, "Change a thin T-shirt."

He smiled like a spring blossom, a breeze blowing, and a special warmth.

However, if it was said, it made the expression on Fang Chi Xia's face froze.

I changed it, changed it, and changed it!

Is he playing her?

Fang Chi Xia was a little annoyed, but again, she was entangled with a person who drank so much wine?

Fang Chi Xia did not think much, stood up and simply opened the closet to help him pick a comfortable loose T-shirt and trousers, came over and helped him set it up.

Luo Yibei was lazy in bed, his hands were resting behind his head, his thin lips twitching slightly, and Moss looked at her, and his eyes seemed to contain a smile.

"Okay." Fang Chixia helped him sort out his pants. "Not too early, sleep!"

"Heavily, can't sleep." Luo Yibei looked at her eyes softly like a spring wave, this time talking, but also special honesty.

Fang Chi Xia was so watched by him, and his heart was touched by something soft.

After squatting for a while, without waiting for him to open, she lifted him up and pushed him against the bed screen. The slender fingers touched his forehead, and she helped him gently press the temple.

"Don't drink so much in the future, you can push it off when you push it." While helping him press it, she reminded.

As soon as she spoke, she squatted first.

When did you manage the East?

Luo Yibei seems to enjoy her words, the lips are slightly hooked.

"Good." The corner of the eye slanted to her side, he promised to be crisp.

“Luo’s family has been looking for a cold home to help?” Fang Chixia transferred the topic.

What she wants to ask is how the cold family and the Luo family touched so much. Although it is not surprising that the officials and businessmen deal with each other, it is cold and the sky is the main diplomacy.

"No. Just a lot of social occasions will hit the face." Luo Yibei answered directly.

"Oh." Fang Chi Xia did not say much, the white fingertips helped him press the temple for a while, and she leaned her head and tried to ask, "Is it better?"

"Yeah." Luo Yibei squatted slightly, and the thin lips sighed comfortably.

"Let's sleep!" Fang Chixia wanted to take the opportunity to withdraw his hand, only to be impulsive, and his wrist was suddenly pulled by Luo Yibei.

Fang Chi Xia Wei, his face was wrongly lifted.

Luo Yibei looked at her in the darkness of the night, her eyes swam through her face at an extremely slow speed, and she took her to her arms and raised her brows. "Kiss me!"

Fang Chi Xia just smashed it down, not hesitating.

The body squatted on his lap, holding his face in his hand, pulling down his face, getting up enough, her lips licking his lips and kissing.

Her kiss was particularly soft, with a hint of aroma of silky lime.

It was the taste of his previous cocktail, faint, like a tangible light smoke, spread through her mouth to her.

Luo Yibei looked at her in a dark manner, feeling the sweetness of the two men in the lips and teeth, his darkness was dark -

She held her head in one hand and pressed her into her arms. The body turned slightly down. He pushed her and fell to the bed.