The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia fell asleep in the arms of Luo Yibei.

Luo Yibei was smothered by her tears, and she didn't feel sleepy at night, just staring at her.

I looked at her like this, and after getting up the next morning, he made a very decisive move.

I opened the bed and took the phone out of the balcony. He dialed the phone all night. "Help me check one person. I want to know all of her for the past four years!"

"Who?" At the other end of the line, a male voice came.

Luo Yibei eyes emptied in the vast garden, the thin lips spit out a word, "Fang Chi Xia!"

"Okay, Master Luo."

The phone of two people hangs after that.

Luo Yibei stood on the balcony for a while. When entering the house, Fang Chixia was already awake.

There were too many dreams last night. She didn't sleep like a night, and her head was a little stunned.

However, when she saw Luo Yibei, she got up again. "I haven’t returned yet?"

Luo Yibei’s gaze squinted at her face and faintly said, “If you have the spirit to grind your skin, it’s better to keep your spirits in the evening and do something meaningful!”

What he calls "meaningful things" does not have to guess Fang Chi Xia also knows that it is definitely not a good thing.

But he was told that he would not change his face.

"Don't shame!" Fang Chi Xia dismissed him, and opened the bed and went to the bathroom.

Luo Yibei slowly walked over and leaned against the door, his eyes still staying on her face.

Fang Chixia didn't sleep well last night, black eye bags came out, and there was a dirty tear in the corner of his eyes.

When she stared at herself in the mirror, she seemed to be stunned.

Luo Yibei looked at her quietly next to her, and thought of the last night.

Knowing to ask her, can't ask anything, he didn't pick her up.

In any case, after the results of the investigation come out, everything should be clear.

With a wave of thought, he sneered at her, "So dirty, really ugly!"

"If you dislike it, you can't watch it!" Fang Chixia didn't take his words seriously.

Luo Yi's north lip slightly hooked, and slowly walked toward her, leaning against her, and he spit out a long sentence, "However, I like it too!"

Very light tone, even with some playfulness.

Fang Chi Xia holding a toothbrush is preparing to wash his hands stiff.

Luo Yibei smacked his lips, his eyes fixed on a small strand of hair on her cheek, stiffly raised his hand, and he gently helped her to lick her hair behind her ear.

A very gentle movement, as gentle as it can melt people.

Fang Chi Xia’s body was a stiff one, and he quickly recovered his face as if nothing had happened.

I ignored his little movements. She brushed her teeth with her own toothbrush, washed her face, turned and prepared to walk out of the bathroom, and her head just slammed into the arms of Luo Yibei.

There was a large dry trace on the yukata on the chest of Luo Yibei, which was reflected in the white clothes and was particularly eye-catching.

Fang Chixia stared at the traces and looked at it for a while. She didn't know what it was, and she didn't know who left it.

Her model of getting along with Luo Yibei is like mutual loss, staring at the traces of the stains, she did not think much, just sighed out, "dirty dead, still abandon others!"

Luo Yi's north corner was slightly sucked, and her eyes looked at her very deeply, but did not explain.

Fang Chi Xia lightly lifted his face and went very cold to the outside of the room.