The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

He set the same one as yesterday.

The same photo as Fang Chi Xia mobile phone screensaver.

The mobile phone of Fang Chi Xia and Luo Yibei passed the setting of a small milk bag, which is like a mobile phone.

The small milk bag seems to be very satisfied with his masterpiece. He feels good about holding Luo Yibei’s mobile phone and smiles. “This is more like a family!”

family?

Fang Chixia gave a slight glimpse after his words.

She, he, and Luo Yibei, a family of three?

If the small milk bag is used, Fang Chi Xia lost his heart.

Luo Yibei seems to reject the words of the small milk bag. The corner of the lips swells a shallow curvature. He picks up the toy of the small milk bag and continues to play.

The small milk bag took Fang Chixia’s mobile phone back, stuffed it into her hand, pointed at the photo above, raised her face and invited her to say, “I just figured out how to send the photo myself, baby is not very smart?"

"Well, it's very smart." Fang Chi Xia was absent-minded.

"Is this photo also chosen very well?" asked the little milk bag.

"Alright." Fang Chixia asked what she asked along.

Who knows that the small milk package is followed by a sentence, "That's just right, after the summer and summer, use this, don't change it!"

Fang Chi Xia, "..."

Fang Chixia actually thought in her heart, why did she use this?

One is a person who has no blood relationship with her. One is the ex-husband who has been divorced. She puts these two people in the mobile phone, and still can see the place all the time, she is not thinking about people!

However, the small milk bag is less than four years old.

Such a small child, Fang Chixia will usually hurt him, but will not hit him in the family.

"Okay." Silence for a while, she was still perfunctory and should have a small milk bag.

What she thought was that she should promise now, and when she left Luo Yibei, after she went back, it would be her business to change her, and the two of them would not necessarily meet again.

"North and North you are not allowed to change!" Side over the head, the small milk bag began to squat.

He has always called Luo Yibei as "uncle", and his title is still respectable.

Now suddenly there is a "North-North", or such a relative name!

The name of such a numbness was said from the mouth of a child less than four years old. Luo Yibei shook the audience on the spot, and the goose bumps fell off several times.

“Have you heard?” The small milk bag swayed and walked over again, reminding again.

Luo Yibei, "..."

"North-North, you didn't listen to me?" The little milk bag seemed dissatisfied with his distraction.

"Change a name!" Luo Yibei eyes jumped, and his name seemed to be speechless.

"What? What is wrong with this? You can also call me Yi Yi!" The small milk bag retorted.

Easy?

Luo Yibei is another shake.

His name for such numbness is obviously very disdainful. It is a sentence to the side of the small milk bag. "What is easy for boys?"

"I am just an example! I don't understand the example? Yi Yi is not good at Beibei, so it is enough to call you so much, I will not need it!" The small milk bag smiled and bent the corner of the lips.

Luo Yibei had a feeling of being pitted by him, and looked up and glanced at him coldly.

When the small milk bag didn't sound like it, the one-by-one "North-North" still called him.

"North and North, you continue to teach me to assemble toys!"

"Northern North is as smart as my cognac!"