The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The scene was swept away, people didn't find it, and his brow wrinkled.

"Sorry, let go first, see you!" Simple and goodbye to friends, he turned and just wanted to find a little guy on the scene, the little milk bag suddenly came in from outside.

The eyes of two people ran into it, and Luo Yibei looked at him with a red face. His brow was wrinkled. "Where? Where did Uncle say that he didn't run around!"

The little milk bag ignored his words. The little body leaned against the door. He hooked a finger at Luo Yibei. "Uncle, come over!"

Luo Yi's north corner was pumped.

Hey, who did this move with?

"Is there something?" Luo Yibei did not move in the footsteps, his eyes faintly staring at him, very cold and asked.

"But you will regret it." The little milk bag didn't break, but sold him off.

"Oh?" Luo Yibei eyebrows picked and picked him, and rudely hurt him. "Do you know how to write two words?"

He was poked in the small milk bag.

Although the small milk bag can speak good, the speech is reasonable, but the word of recognition is very limited.

I regret two words, he does not know.

"I am reminding you!" snorted, the small milk bag corrected.

"Yes? Uncle doesn't know how to write." Luo Yibei did not take his words seriously.

"Go, go back!" He didn't show much interest in the words of the small milk bag, and he was very light and turned away.

This way, he let the little milk bag rush.

When the figure of Luo Yibei was ready to walk out of the hall, the small milk bag was too lazy to turn with him, and he said to him in a hurry, "Summer and summer in the garden!"

The back image of the front was filled with a lightning bolt, the back was stiff and the footsteps stopped.

The line of sight was slightly sideways, his eyes were stiff and he looked at Xiao Yi, not far away. "What do you say?"

“Summer and summer in the garden!” The small milk bag was repeated again, adding a sentence, “The wine is a little bit drunk and drunk.”

The expression on Luo Yibei's face was slightly solidified, and the sputum reflected a hint of cold, and the lips were cold and cold.

"Follow!" Two words were left cold and cold, and he turned around and strode toward the direction of the small milk bag.

When I arrived, Fang Chi Xia just stood up.

Holding her forehead, she seems to have forgotten where she is.

Looking around with a gaze, she looked at the maid who had been taking care of her. "Who are you?"

"Miss, you woke up, this young master asked me to come over to take care of you!" The maid explained with respect.

Fang Chi Xia did not ask much, and turned his eyes to Xiaoyi.

When she stared at Xiao Yi, her eyes were a little distracted.

She thought about it for a while before she thought of his name. "Xiao Yi, where have you been?"

"I just went to find an acquaintance." Xiaobao Baoxiao explained.

His little adult looks like Luo Yibei as an acquaintance.

Luo Yibei listened to his words quietly, his face black.

The small milk bag did not pay attention, and the eyes were quietly staring at Fang Chi Xia.

Fang Chixia's eyes are very scattered, his eyes have been swimming very slowly.

Stayed on the face of the small milk bag for a while, then stiffly turned to Luo Yibei.

She always looked like she was already drunk and unconscious, even the kind of person she had forgotten.

She also recognized Xiaoyi for a long time.

However, when she looked at Luo Yibei, she seemed to be poured a bucket of ice, her head was stimulated to be a spirit, and the wine was lightened a little.