The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

"Mr. Rand!" Fang Chi Xia brows wrinkled, his eyes glanced at each other's hands, his hands twitching in his wrist, "Trouble to take your hands off!"

"Just infected with a drop of wine!" Rand returned to her as if nothing had happened, her eyes fixed on a red wine on the back of her white hand, and she helped her wipe it carelessly.

The action he wiped was slow, and the fingertips didn't know if it was intentional. He rubbed the skin of Fang Chixia several times.

Fang Chi Xia’s goose bumps have been raised several times, and I want to retract my hand. However, Rand’s strength is too great, and she can’t pull it out.

"Mr. Rand!" Fang Chixia screamed his name again with some anger.

"What's wrong?" The man looked up at her, his tone, no hurry.

"I can wipe it myself!" Fang Chi Xia cold reminded.

However, Rand did not seem to let go of her meaning, the wrist is still holding her.

His strength is very great, and the wrists of Fang Chi Xia are a bit painful.

Fang Chi Xia quietly stared at him and seized his hand and glanced at it. He was thinking about how to break free. At the door, it was cold and a childish voice suddenly sounded. "What is this doing?"

Very dissatisfied, it seems to bring some anger, and the tone is a bit overbearing.

Fang Chi Xia back ridge is like a strong infusion of electricity, the body suddenly stiff, the line of sight is incredible to the door.

"Xiao Yi! How come you?" She looked at him and her face was awkward.

The small milk bag just looked at her faintly and walked into the room a few steps. He didn't know him, and he sat directly between the two.

Holding a knife in one hand and a fork in one hand, he played with nothing, his hand suddenly loosened, and the tip of the knife pointed at Rand’s hand. The hand holding the fork was still unwilling to let go, the fork in his hand. Also crossed the past.

Another knife, but also a fork of the pinch, Rand's face changed, the hand panic will Fang Chi Xia's hand loose.

"Where is this child coming from?" His face was a little red, and the voice was a little angry. When he pressed the bell, he seemed to want to call the waiter. The sound of Fang Chi Xia Qing’s cold voice slammed. "This is mine." friend!"

Rand, "..."

Fang Chi Xia did not care about him, he did not look at him at all, and he would hold Xiaoyi.

"Baby, how come you? How do you run around alone? Can't you find someone without being afraid?"

Xiao Yi didn't want to see her. When she saw her, he came straight.

"Why do you want to dine with this kind of person?" Without paying attention to her, Xiao Yi’s eyes and Yu Guang’s eyes squinted at Rand’s side, which was not at all polite.

What is this kind of person?

Rand felt that he had been greatly insulted.

"Now is the aunt's working hours, this time the work is assigned by the company." Fang Chixia explained.

"What kind of eyesight is your company? Such customers should also! Let's go early and get better soon!" The little milk bag had a face, and the number of adults seemed to fall.

The tone of his speech was particularly overbearing, obviously so big, but in turn counted down the pool.

Fang Chi Xia looked embarrassed.

"Baby, the world of adults, sometimes not what you want to do." Did not explain too much complicated things, Fang Chi Xia licked his head, a little helpless tone.

"You go to work at my house, I want you to think about how!" The little milk bag followed her and took the sentence.