The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

"Resist! Don't pee!" The board is facing a face, and he is serious warning.

The small milk bag is only three years old. It is still not worn in clothes. It needs the age of adults to help. Even eating a lot of time requires adults to help.

How can such a small child control the physiological problems?

"Hey~Oh yeah~" He didn't know what to say, he handcuffed arch on Luo Yibei, and then...

There was a slight patter in the dull room, then the sound of dripping water and the sigh of a small milk bag.

Luo Yibei’s eyes glared at him, his face as terrible as he was going to kill him.

The small milk bag did not open from the beginning to the end of the eyes, comfortably relieved after a while, did not seem to feel that his pants were wet and uncomfortable, the hand was in the chest of Luo Yibei, his head rested on his arm, he Shu Comfortably holding Luo Yibei and sleeping again.

Luo Yibei looked at him with a cold eye, and his face was black and dark like a storm.

Actually bedwetting!

Still peeing on him!

They are still three or four years old and still wet the bed!

"Don't sleep!" Luo Yibei was full of fire, and his hand pushed him very impolitely.

The small milk bag is irrational, and I still sleep on my own.

His sleep is very sweet, his lips are slightly tilted, his face is red, and his petals are beautiful.

He is a child who is hard to make a fire.

Even if it is done worse!

His facial features are not ordinary good-looking, but it is good to see the kind that can make people look amazing.

Only a three-year-old child, who has not broken his milk, can already be fascinated by a large piece.

When Luo Yibei stared at the small milk bag, he couldn't help but lose his heart.

Whose child is this?

The genes are so good!

He rarely praises who, but the facial features of the small milk bag, even his so picky people, can not help but appreciate a few words.

Just, thinking about what the little milk bag had just done, Luo Yibei felt a little bit of a good impression on him, and suddenly turned into a bubble and flew.

The hand was very stiff and wet, and the trousers that drenched the water were pulled down. His face was slightly distorted.

It’s so dirty!

No matter whether the little milk bag is asleep or not, he pushes him unceremoniously, "Get up!"

The little milk bag was buried in his arms and seemed to sleep very sweetly. He didn't return to him.

"Get up! Dirty!" Luo Yibei pushed him again.

The small milk bag was still unreasonable, and the head changed his posture and squatted on him, and even made a slight snoring.

"Get up and wash and sleep again!" Luo Yibei took a deep breath, picked him up, and he took the small milk bag to the bathroom for the second time tonight.

Take off his trousers, take the shower and cover his head, wash him up again and again, and rush his own for several times, like he can't wait to wash off a layer of skin.

Luo Yibei probably consumed a few baths of water, and washed it to make him satisfied, and he came out with a small milk bag.

The bed in this room was dirty and could not sleep. He walked out with a small milk bag.

It was already very late at this time. When I left the room, it was probably the servants of the villa who heard the movement and walked out in a few steps.

"What's wrong with this? Is Xiaoyi Shaoye mischievous?" Seeing Luo Yibei's dark face, the maid asked carefully.

"Rescheduled a room." Luo Yibei cold and cold.

"Good." The servant returned to God and led him to Xiaoyi's room.