The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

In the view of the small milk bag, Luo Yibei is actually not very cold.

At least, it won't leave him alone.

The small milk bag has a little higher impression on him.

Although taking children is still a novice, there is potential.

With a little guidance, it will be a perfect score for Dad.

When the small milk bag is staring at Luo Yibei, he will be given points in his heart from time to time.

What is today, how much is tomorrow, when did he make a gentle little move, and how much the score has soared.

Luo Yibei knows that he has so many things in his head, and after he has showered, he will start to urge him directly. "Well?"

"Okay!" The little milk bag smiled at him and shrank from the chair.

"Go!" Luo Yibei's hand holding him, he will take him out of the palace directly, but the small milk bag refers to his room, the milk sounds reminder, "Little aunt took me out, generally There will be a lot of things, umbrellas, umbrellas, kettles, etc. If you will dine outside, she will bring a pair of cutlery."

"What is the man's yang?" Luo Yibei Shunkou returned to him.

"But there is an umbrella!" The little milk bag looked up at the small face and squinted at him. "Do you have the heart to watch my weak motherland flower being destroyed by the wind and rain?"

Luo Yi North corner of the pump.

This kid is really shameless to talk!

"There are still tableware to wear. Yesterday was a last resort. I have to remember today. Baby likes my family." The small milk bag opened again.

Luo Yibei has a slight glimpse.

Hey, is this just three years old and started to clean up?

This is the first time he has found a small milk bag and cleansing, and it seems to be very serious.

This discovery made him somewhat surprised.

Who is this kid inherited?

Luo Yibei suddenly had a little curious about the parents of the small milk bag.

"Hmm?" The little milk bag looked up at the little face and was still waiting for his action.

Luo Yibei's eyes glanced at him coolly, and his request was a bit speechless, but he did what he said.

With the big bag of children's things coming out, one hand holding a small milk bag, the two went together toward the palace.

Luo Yibei was raised by people when he was a child. He had never been served by others, and he did not serve others.

The small milk bag is the first one.

When he was walking out of the door with the big bag, he couldn't help but stare at himself like this.

Is it a daddy soon?

Luo Yibei's forehead blues jumped two times, throwing a bag of small milk packets into the car and picking him up in the seat.

"Okay, sit down, we are leaving. Where do you want to go today?"

"Everything!" The little milk bag happily took his cell phone and played.

Luo Yibei’s mobile phone has just been used. When the small milk package is picked up, the screen has not yet been locked.

His mobile phone stores a lot of things, and there are many photos of Fang Chi Xia.

His mobile phone function is more complicated. The small milk bag is actually not very troublesome to play. However, after holding his mobile phone, he does not know where the fingertips have no intention of pointing, just to open his album.

There are many photos in it, and he and Fang Chi Xia, or Fang Chi Xia single.

Many of the photos are captured, the two of them are very lively, and a lively photo, like a story, is presented in front of a small milk bag -