The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

When Fang Chixia stared at him, his eyes were distracted and distracted.

The small milk bag is almost like her. When I look at Luo Yibei, I am always easy to be ecstasy.

He was also staring at Luo Yibei, watching his handsome face carved, and the gentleness reflected in the eyebrows, he accidentally looked at the idiot.

His expression is very similar to Fang Chi Xia, but Fang Chi Xia did not exaggerate him.

Luo Yibei's eyesight is so sharp, sensitive to capture the two eyes that fall on himself, he first squatted and his face slowly lifted.

I looked at the small milk bag and looked at Fang Chi Xia. His brow looked good and picked. "Is it satisfactory?"

"Hey!" Fang Chi Xia returned to God, and snorted with disdain. If nothing happened, he turned his eyes to the side.

Luo Yi’s north side turned his head and fell on his little milk bag.

"looking at what?"

Fang Chi Xia is a woman, staring at him likes to go to God, he is used to it.

However, the small milk bag is a child who is less than four years old! Or **** is a male creature!

A little child is staring at him and losing his god?

His eyes on the small milk bag are very ugly, and there is some confusion.

The small milk bag touched the corner of his mouth and smiled at him, and then said something that made Luo Yibei feel shocked.

The small milk bag said, "I think you are like a sly!"

The milky taste of the little cute sound, with a smile.

When it was ringing in the room, it was not only Luo Yibei, but even Fang Chi Xia, standing at the door, was shocked.

Fang Chi's summer line of sight fell stiffly on Luo Yibei, thinking that he felt like a small milk bag and him several times during the day. She looked at him and looked like he was questioning.

Luo Yibei himself also took a while.

However, as soon as she touched her eyes, he seemed to be splashed with cold water and suddenly became awake.

The line of sight was stiff and the hand was licking the head of the small milk bag. His voice was a little helpless. "Just like it."

The little milk bag pouted and didn't say anything.

"Continue to play with toys!"

"Well, my uncle teaches you other ways of playing, let's fight the airplane model!"

The room was quiet after that, and the atmosphere seemed to be a bit wrong, not as harmonious as before.

Fang Chi Xia did not stand at the door for how long.

She was afraid that after Luo Yibei came out, she would have to bathe with him. When he had not left, she went to the bathroom and took a shower.

When it came out, Luo Yibei and the small milk bag were packing the toys on the ground, and it seemed that they were ready to go to work.

This time is almost nine o'clock, just the time when the small milk bag is sleeping.

Luo Yibei did not let Fang Chixia help, holding the little guy into the bathroom, bathing is also his help.

When two people took a shower, it seemed to be a lot of joy. The little milk bag giggled and laughed from time to time.

Fang Chi Xia sat outside, glimpsed the still closed bathroom door, and walked unconsciously toward the balcony.

Before coming to the balcony, she originally wanted to see the inconvenience of leaving below.

As soon as she walked over and saw the high floor, she trembled and dispelled the impulse.

Too high!

The sound of the water in the bathroom slowly stopped.

Luo Yibei and Xiao Yi seem to have been washed.

After a minute or two, the door was opened.

Luo Yibei wrapped a small milk bag with a bath towel, and took him out of the room with his arms, ready to enter the children's room next to him, and the corner of his eyes glanced in her direction.

Seeing her standing on the balcony, he picked up his eyebrows.