The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

He said it is natural, as if this is the obligation of Fang Chixia.

Fang Chi Xia’s face changed on the spot.

The lips raised a sarcasm and looked at him from the side. She whispered, "Sorry, my job is just translation, and the child goes to sleep. Mr. Luo should ask the babysitter."

"Three times the salary!" Luo Yibei did not squintly drive the car, eyes did not look in her direction.

"This is not my business." Fang Chi Xia refused.

"Five times!" Luo Yibei fainted and sang again.

He is negotiating with money and Fang Chi Xia!

Fang Chi Xia's character, although not loyal to vanity, but from his past memories, she seems to rarely refuse to send money to the pocket.

Where she needs money, more!

He is confident that she will be impressed by the money.

This is the idea of ​​Luo Yibei at this time, did not find out the thoughts of Fang Chi Xia now.

Fang Chi Xia just thought that his words were a bit ironic.

How much love does she have in his eyes?

She is very short of money, but in the state that the two are not different from the divorce, will she plant it into his net for that money?

"Xiao Yi has his own cognac and aunt, is Mr. Luo over-concerned?" She skipped his question directly, and she was ironic.

"How? You are jealous?" Luo Yibei squinted at her and took a sigh of relief.

Fang Chi Xia is speechless.

Will she be jealous with such a small child?

When is she?

"The new proposal, I refused, I have no children, not a suitable candidate." Looking sideways, she stopped the problem.

The expression on Luo Yibei’s face was slightly stiff, but he was not angry.

She doesn't move in, he won't have to go to her?

The lips swelled up and swelled, and Luo Yibei once again focused on driving.

The two returned to the hotel.

After the arrival, because the hotel does not have a restaurant, the three meals are still prepared by the pool.

When I entered the kitchen, there was no food in the refrigerator.

Fang Chi Xia did not say hello to Luo Yibei, ready to go to the nearby small agricultural products market.

Who knows, the door of her room just opened, people have not come out, the door of the next room in Luoyibei just opened.

Fang Chi Xia’s slight glimpse seems a little surprised by this coincidence.

"Going out?" Luo Yibei glanced at her, and did not ask where she was going, faintly spit out, "together!"

"I go to the agricultural market!" Fang Chixia reminded.

"What about that?" Luo Yi's north face did not go to her side, it seems that I don't mind this kind of thing.

He didn't mind, Fang Chi Xia didn't care much, and followed him to the stairway.

The small aquaculture market in Provence is very clean, everything is neatly arranged, there is no clutter, and walking inside is like enjoying an oil painting.

Luo Yibei, a man who grew up with a golden spoon, should have never been to this place.

He accompanied Fang Chi Xia, and Fang Chixia had a helping hand, and all the fresh fruits and vegetables were put in his hands.

"Newly married couple!" The owner of the fruit and vegetable shop looked at the two smiling and the corners of his lips were bent.

A very warm smile, with the enthusiasm of the South French, the sun is bright.

Fang Chi Xia Wei, just want to explain, somewhere, a certain voice has taken her first step, "Yes!"