The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia did not respond to the meaning of the man, and wondered to stand in the same place and watched the man leave, as if he had not realized what he had done.

Luo Yibei understands the local language of Bali better than her, at least understands the dialogue between the two.

Looking at the face of Fang Chi Xia, he squinted at the corner of his lips and laughed in a good mood.

His voice is very loud and still very arrogant.

Fang Chi Xia didn't know what he was thinking, and stared at him with a strange look.

Luo Yibei did not know the convergence. He opened his arms and leaned against the pool and smiled for a while. He did not explain anything. Instead, he continued to teach in the pool with a small milk bag. "Baby, we practiced several times, than last time. Skilled."

"Okay!" The small milk bag likes swimming very much. He also likes the feeling of being with Luo Yibei. After the two people soaked in the water, they did not come out after lunch and dinner.

Fang Chi Xia was bored by one person, and he did not care about two people. During the day, he rode a bicycle on the island and turned around at 9 o'clock in the evening.

The room she stayed in was large, originally intended to make it easier for the small milk bag to have more space to play.

But since the appearance of Luo Yibei, the little milk bag almost never slept in her room.

When the door was opened, the room was lit with lights, and in the air, there was a hint of plumeria and rose.

Fresh and moist, like a mist of water.

In the large room, there was a scented candle. In every corner, the rose petals on the bed were scattered into a heart shape to occupy the entire KING-SIZE bed.

Fang Chixia stood in the center of the room, sideways, and the line of sight swept the circle at an extremely slow speed in the room, turning his eyes to the room next door.

She thought it was arranged by Luo Yibei. However, the lights in the next room did not light up. Luo Yibei seems to have not returned yet.

Fang Chi Xia did not care much, holding a bathrobe and turned to the bathroom.

The water in the bathtub was put in the morning, and the heat was still in the air.

The fire-like rose petals layered on the surface of the water, and the surface was scattered with the embellishment of milky white plumeria.

Fang Chixia got up at 5 or 6 this morning. After riding a bicycle for a day, the bones were sour.

She was a little sleepy, and after she lie in, she fell asleep and lost somehow.

When I woke up, there was a footstep sound coming from outside the door.

Very soothing voice, slow pace, and very familiar.

Fang Chi Xia back is stiff against the bathroom door.

The footsteps outside the room slowly approached here, lazy pace, it seems to be a bit of pleasure.

Step by step, and finally disappeared outside the bathroom door.

Fang Chi Xia Jiao's eyes passed over to the back of the eye, and the person who stared at the door quietly glanced.

Luo Yibei leaned on the door, his eyes fell on her, and she looked up and down several times, unscrupulous.

"You go out!" Fang Chi Xia cold demand.

Luo Yibei like did not hear it, no reason.

Fang Chi Xia didn't know his temper. He reminded him that he didn't play a role, and he didn't make sense with him. Under his gaze, he calmly rose and walked over to the yukata next to him. He wanted to wear it directly. Luo Yibei walked a few steps and pressed her wrist.

His strength is so great that he does not give her the room to struggle.

Fang Chi Xia slightly stunned, his face stiff side looked at him.

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These days, seven or seven are outside, the update will be late~ there are still four or five.