The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

"I will take you up." Fang Chixia held him and went to the deck instead.

The small milk bag lingered on her shoulder, and her face would lick her neck and neck from time to time.

Fang Chi Xia’s neck was covered by a feather, warm and a little itchy, but she didn’t reject it.

There are still many people on the cruise.

The two turned to the deck road, walking in the crowd is completely squeezed to pass.

The small milk bag is a very beautiful child. When it is quiet, the doll is cute.

The facial features of Fang Chi Xia are also very delicate. When the two faces are together, when they are in the crowd, they attract countless eyes.

There were even a lot of finely divided arguments around.

"Beautiful child!"

"I will have such a son in the future!"

"Mummy is also very beautiful!"

"Mother and child's eyebrows look really like!"

The surrounding arguments were very small, but Fang Chixia still heard it, and the small milk bag was heard.

The small milk bag was slightly stunned, and the face was lifted and stared blankly at Fang Chixia.

Fang Chi Xia’s heart did not arouse a little reaction because of the people around him, still walking away from his own eyes without squinting.

She has no children.

Around her discussion about her and her little milk bag, she didn't take it seriously.

Westerners who look at the Orientals will feel that many of them are similar.

The small milk bag did not see a slight reaction from her face. The scorpion that had been shining was smashed, and the corner of her mouth was smashed, and her face was buried back in her neck.

"Baby, where is it?" Fang Chixia held him on the deck, his eyes emptied in the crowd, and his brow wrinkled.

"May be looking for me!" The little milk bag sullenly returned to her.

"This way!" Fang Chi Xia seems a bit embarrassed.

"Would you like to accompany me?" The small milk bag suggested.

"But, Auntie will have something to do later." Fang Chixia apologetically touched his head.

"That's okay!" The little milk bag was very careless.

Fang Chixia’s gaze swept the scene at the scene and finally took him to the service desk.

"Baby, don't wait here to wait for the place! The uncles and aunts here will help you find the land!"

Fang Chixia put him on the ground, crouched down, and took it very seriously.

"Yeah." The little milk bag was just a sullen one, and she said nothing.

"Then I will go first!" Fang Chixia stood up and turned to the waiter to explain. "Trouble to help broadcast, this child is handed over to you, thank you!"

Drop a sentence, she turned and went down the cruise.

The small milk bag holds the scorpion and looks at her leaving figure. My heart suddenly feels a bit stunned.

The cruise ship was crowded with people. When Fang Chi Xia went down, because it was too crowded, it took ten minutes to take the downstream round.

When I came to the shore of the road, I waited for another ten minutes. I finally stopped a taxi for no one, sat up, was about to leave, didn’t report the address, and the door was suddenly pulled open. .

Pulling it very slowly, it seems that the people outside are still struggling.

Fang Chi Xia slightly glimpsed, his eyes looked at the direction of the door.

The door was still being pulled out. When it was completely opened, a small figure appeared in front of her.

"Hey!" The little milk bag stood outside, waving a small arm, and he greeted her like an old acquaintance.