The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

He is actually a bit nervous. He doesn't know that Luo Yibei knows what reaction he will have after he has done this kind of thing.

Every minute of Luo Yibei’s silence, the heart of the small milk bag hangs a little.

However, staring nervously at him for a long time, Luo Yibei faintly spit out, "do well!"

There is no accusation, not even asking, just like this.

He even reached out and grabbed the head of the small milk bag.

A very gentle movement, the palms with a slight warmth, like the parents who praised the children.

The little milk bag looked at him with a small face, and for a while, the lips curled up and curled up.

"You won't blame me?" To be sure, he asked.

"No! It's time to go back!" Luo Yibei helped him to understand the soft short hair, and turned his eyes to Fang Chi Xia, who still leaned in his arms.

Fang Chi Xia seems to be really drunk. Before, even because of him, the person who deliberately moved his family in such a short time, now, just in his arms, she not only did not contradict, but her head was still in his arms. I have been jealous several times.

Luo Yibei stared at her for a while, and her lips swelled in a cold arc, and she hugged her up.

"Baby, keep up!" Xiaoyi, who was behind the sentence, walked in front of Luo Yibei and led Fang Chixia to the villa door.

Xiao Yi stared at his back and looked at it for a while, his lips were curled up, and the little short legs ran and followed.

Luo Yibei’s legs are very long, and he doesn’t know when he steps.

Even if he is walking normally, it is difficult for a small milk bag to keep up.

The two walked in tandem, not leaving the villa, and the distance had already been opened.

The small milk bag ran out of breath in the back, and the little face rose red and red.

He seemed to enjoy it, and there was no complaint. He continued to sway and ran to Luoyi North.

Luo Yibei, who has never taken a child, naturally does not know how to get along with children.

Holding Fangchi Xiadu, he quickly walked to the door, staring at him and staring at the small milk bag that he had pulled far away. He watched as he tried to follow the footsteps. He squatted and stopped.

"Tired?" Sideways, looking at him faintly, not the two people used to get along with the loss of people's tone, but very straightforward concern.

"Baby is a little man, not tired." The little milk bag smiled at him sweetly, and the sweat on his forehead wiped and swayed in front of him in the direction of his car.

Luo Yi was over the north side, and his eyes looked down at him. He stared at him like this, and he looked at it with a slight hook and a few steps.

Fang Chixia was a little restless when he was in his arms.

She didn't know where she was, her head was smashing in his arms, her voice was a bit dry, "He is very heavy~"

Luo Yibei just took a glimpse of her and ignored it.

He hugged her and continued to walk in front of the car.

"Good heat~" The voice in my arms sounded again.

The woman being held even patted her face in a restless manner and pulled the clothes under the neckline.

Luo Yibei was not ready to comprehend her on the road, holding her still walking towards the car.

The small milk bag has already gone ahead, and the little helper seems to help him open the door.

Luo Yibei gave him an appreciative look. He took Fang Chi Xia to the front of the car and threw her directly into the passenger seat.