The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

"Not enough!" Luo Yibei gaze faintly, squinting at her red forehead, cool back to her two words, in Fang Chi Xia Wei's gaze, he suddenly raised his arm to her head Hooked, the lips were overlaid on her forehead.

His kiss is not as gentle as cold and cold, his kiss is fierce sputum/sucking, probably not enough, and biting her awkwardly.

The kiss of cold and cold is ice.

The kiss of Luo Yibei is a fire.

The passion is so violent that every cell in Fang Chi Xia seems to burn up quickly.

Fang Chi Xia was stiff and tried several times to stop. However, every time he had an impulse, his arm was pressed and cut back by Luo Yibei.

Fang Chixia was helpless and could only let him.

Fortunately, Luo Yibei only kissed her face.

It lasted for about four or five minutes. It should be the satisfaction of the kiss, and let her loose. He picked up his eyebrows with a sigh of relief. "Cold and pray for cold?"

Fang Chixia did not answer with his mouth closed.

Luo Yibei lazily walked to the side of the wine table, poured himself a glass of wine, wanted to drink, like what he thought, his eyes turned to Fang Chi Xia.

"After the accident four years ago, did you see what was happening at the time?"

Fang Chi Xia Wei, the stiff side of his face turned to his direction, "What's wrong?"

"Tell me to see it." Luo Yi raised his hand and poured the wine in the cup with his head up.

Fang Chi Xia recalled the situation at the time and shook his head. "No."

She only saw the moment before the explosion, and nothing else was seen.

Luo Yibei’s gaze sank after her words.

The accident four years ago did not leave a clue. He did not investigate the cause and could only guess the possible behind-the-scenes manipulator.

He suspects that there are several goals, but there are too many goals, which is the same as no goals.

Unless there is evidence, it is impossible to find anything without evidence.

But the scene was not monitored, the sea was dim, and no evidence was found.

"Are you suspecting?" Fang Chixia tried to ask.

"Nothing." Luo Yibei faintly returned to her, and did not pick it up.

I poured myself a glass of wine again, and when I wanted to go to the balcony and come to the balcony door, I thought about what happened today. The steps under his feet were closed, and I looked at her sideways and looked cold. "Miss Fang, Before the marriage is really broken, is it necessary to keep the woman's way? What do you like to meet up with a man at night?"

Fang Chi Xia actually meets with cold and cold in the afternoon. It is purely accidental.

She didn't expect two people to meet in that place.

"Mr. Luo is still in charge of his own affairs!" faintly snorted, she did not take his words seriously.

Turning around, wanting to walk into the bathroom, like thinking of something, the steps under her feet stopped, she suddenly added a side to add a sentence, "Right, Rong Xi has not yet won a female actress Cheng Anning in recent years? Mr. Luo is not in his own right. Is there any qualification to criticize a person who is about to become an ex-wife?"

She said it was extremely ironic, however, Luo Yibei was not angry.

She stared at her quietly, and his eyebrows gently picked it up, faintly spit out, "Do you mind?"

A fluttering sentence, the tone is not rushing, but Fang Chi Xia inexplicable is a sharp feeling in his words.

Sharp as if to tear apart her disguise, seeing her heart.

Fang Chixia’s gaze seems to have a flurry of confusion.