The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The dialogue between the two is a daily Balinese language, "Hello", "Thank you" and so on.

The man who talked with him said something that he didn't know. Pure Indonesian, Fang Chixia probably didn't understand it and squatted.

Today, she seems to be in a good mood, and she has a leisure time to talk to local residents.

As a result, I didn’t get the last three sentences, I was caught by the other side, and then I ran away from Luo Yibei on the bicycle.

When the bicycle was riding, it was accompanied by a burst of laughter.

Luo Yibei had not heard her smile for a few days, and her eyes moved along her figure, staring at her back and looking at him. His eyes softened.

Her head was wearing a wreath of frangipani, and when she passed by Luo Yibei, the sweet aroma of plumeria was light, like a breeze coming from behind her, like the air in the morning. Nice.

Luo Yibei had seen her in such a good mood, and the depression that had accumulated for a few days also opened a lot.

However, I wanted to walk towards her, and my footsteps had not yet taken off. Cold prayers suddenly came out from the other direction.

He apparently had been with Fang Chixia before, and a string of frangipani garlands hung around his neck. It should be a friendly expression of local residents welcoming foreign tourists.

The number of flowers on the garland is the same as that of Fang Chi Xia.

Luo Yibei stepped out of the leg, and both eyes stared at the garland on his neck, and his eyes were disgusted.

Really **** disgusting!

A big man, what a wreath!

This kind of thing, whether it is cold and cold, or Luo Yibei, is very disharmonious.

When it appeared on two people, it was as spectacular as the red rain on the horizon.

Cold and cold did not like it, but it was just a way for people to express friendship. He did not refuse.

Luo Yibei is actually very clear, but looking at him is how to see how not pleasing to the eye.

What makes him not pleasing to the eye is that this kind of cold and cold, and the picture of Fang Chi Xia Station is not a general harmony!

Such two people, see Luo Yibei chest irritated.

A few steps toward the two people, took a garland on Fang Chi Xia's head, took it to her bicycle and pushed her back. He replaced her with a bicycle. "Where I went." ?"

"The roundabout turned around!" Fang Chi Xia faintly returned to him.

Luo Yibei is cold in his heart.

It’s really early in the morning!

"Where do you want to go?" I stepped on the bicycle and wanted to carry her away. However, Fang Chixia stood up from the back seat of the car. "I have already finished the morning, ready to use breakfast!"

Luo Yibei's face was slightly distorted.

"Together!" Cold praying cold lips and no traces of Yang Yang, and she went side by side to the restaurant.

Luo Yibei sat in the car and watched the figures of the two leave, his face slightly dark.

The little milk bag stood on the ground, staring at him with his small head in his head, "I smell sour."

Luo Yibei smashed his head and gave him a blank eye. "Have you already owed a lot of homework?"

"I am so smart, the genes are so good, my head is moving so fast, the North and the North still teach so well, what about the lesson in the next few days?" The small milk bag boasted and did not forget to pat him.

Luo Yibei looked at him strangely. "Who is the genetic inheritance?"

"Of course it is genetic!"

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