The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia's body was stiff, and he stared at him as he looked around. The expression on her face suddenly stagnated.

Luo Yibei did not open his eyes, his head still on her shoulder.

He was originally a size bigger than her, and his head was naturally sinking. So leaning against her, Fang Chixia’s shoulders were heavy, and the activities were difficult and even numb.

The brow was wrinkled and raised her hand, and her fingertip pushed his head.

Luo Yibei’s head was pushed back by her back, but, after a while, she leaned back towards her again.

Fang Chi Xia noodles pushed him again.

Her movements are not strong, this time, Luo Yi North did not move.

Fang Chi Xia side looked over the window and suddenly came up with a sentence, "A stop!"

There is still a long way to go from the company.

She just wants to wake him up.

Luo Yibei's dense eyelids were gently closed, and the eyelids did not move.

Fang Chi Xia’s small plan did not work.

The car continues on the road.

Fang Chi Xia quietly let him rely on, she did not intend to take care of it, who knows, has not been driving for two or three minutes, Luo Yibei's face suddenly buried in her neck.

When he was sleeping and sleeping, he breathed clear and shallow, and he licked the skin in Fangchixia. It was itchy and numb.

Like, he feels like a lot of adjustments.

Fang Chi Xia was breathed by the place where he was breathing, and it was hot and hot.

She was a little uncomfortable, and she pushed him again with a quiet voice. "Luo Yibei, you sit down!"

Luo Yibei did not know whether he was really awake or deliberate, and his closed eyes never opened.

"Your head is very heavy!" Fang Chixia complained again.

The man who was resting on her shoulder still had no movement.

Fang Chi Xia helpless, can only give up.

Just rely on it, rely on it!

On the bus, music is played, very gentle French country music, the mellow bass is flowing quietly, and the low and low voices are diffused in the car, and the sound is particularly nice.

Fang Chi Xia was stunned by the music and looked out. It was estimated that she was far away from the company. She sat for a while and closed her eyes.

Lost Luo Yibei, she did not rest well last night, and now her head is still groggy.

The memory of the two people was too deep last night. She just closed her eyes and all the pictures that appeared in her head last night.

Every time Luo Yibei had a powerful collision, the two people’s disordered breathing was as deep as it was being re-enacted.

Fang Chixia sleeps so deeply that when he wakes up, the company is almost there.

Luo Yibei, who didn’t wake up before, didn’t know when he woke up, staring at her, “Wake up?”

The loose tone, even a little bit of pleasure.

Fang Chi Xia over the side, staring at himself and glanced at him.

Her head is pillowed on his shoulder. I don't know when the two men's postures are reversed.

Her face was very close to him, and it was almost buried in his skin.

The line of sight looked stiff and looked at his chin and lips, and Fang Chi Xia stunned.

"Come on?" I wanted to take my head back if nothing happened. Luo Yibei suddenly put an arm on her shoulder and blocked her movements.

Looking to the side of her face, he stared at her with great interest, and when Fang Chixia had not responded to his intentions, his face suddenly fell, and the cold lips were printed on her...