The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The eyes of Luo Yibei and Leng Qihan are still facing each other. Fang Chixia seems to have heard the sound of electric light and flint in the air.

The two people's gas fields are the same, they are very cold, their eyes are handed over, and the surrounding air pressure seems to have decreased a lot.

The two probably looked at each other for a minute or two. Luo Yibei’s five fingers were slightly tightened, raising his fists and just preparing to shoot. Fang Chixia suddenly went to the station between the two, exclaimed, “Luo Elbe, what are you doing?"

Her movements were so sudden that Luo Yibei’s fists just stopped a few centimeters from her face and almost fell on her.

"Let's get out!" The pair snorted, and he whispered.

"Chi Xia, let go!" Cold prayer cold pushed her shoulders.

"Enough!" Fang Chi Xia did not pay attention, his eyes are still looking at Luo Yibei.

Pressing his fist, her hand glared at him, pulling him and going outside the bar.

Only one sentence came from behind, "Pray for you to go back first!"

Her anger was directed at Luo Yibei, but people also followed Luo Yibei.

Still actively follow him to leave.

Cold and cold standing in the bar, the two eyes quietly falling outside the window, the fingertips licked the temple.

It is said that people will only show all their temper in front of the closest people.

Probably the subconscious knows that because the relationship is close, noisy, no trouble, the other party will not blame.

Is she like this to Luo Yibei?

Since the memory, Fang Chi Xia seems to have never been too angry with the cold.

Fang Chi Xia in the cold and cold eyes, when there is a shun, when there is a small rebellion, when there is reluctance, when there is tenacity.

But when there is no anger, there is no way to be as self-willed as a little girl.

Cold and cold is actually very clear in my heart. This represents a distance.

Just because it is not close enough, so seeing all aspects of her is not the most complete...

After Fang Chi Xia left with Luo Yibei, the way back, the face was always squatting.

Luo Yibei followed her, and a handsome face was also very tight.

I ran out to meet other men at night, he was not angry, she had reason to get angry?

Thinking of the kiss that had just been cold and praying, Luo Yibei’s chest was like a burning flame, and the ghosts rushed straight up.

All the way into the hotel where the two lived, went upstairs, came to the room, he pulled the neckline of his clothes indiscriminately, because the action was too strong, the buttons on the shirt with diamonds inlaid on the floor like a bean.

One by one, all of which are polished by the finest diamonds in South Africa.

He didn't care what he meant. He didn't even look at it. His eyes swept directly to the face of Fang Chi Xia.

Staring at her forehead and looking at it, thinking about the cold and cold action, he pulled her into her arms and lifted her hand on her forehead. It was probably not enough. She entered the room and picked up the towel and rubbed it on her forehead.

Fang Chixia left his movements and did not stop.

Who knows, Luo Yibei is clean and mentally ill, and is addicted.

Wipe once, I think it is still not enough, and rub it a second time, the third time, the fourth time...

The towel is rubbed, and the skin of Fang Chi Xia is originally precious.

He rubbed, she only felt the forehead was red and swollen, and it was so hot.

"Louis North, are you enough?" Fang Chixia whispered at him with some annoyance.