The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia thought for a moment, "October?"

"Good yeah! I will remember waiting for me tomorrow afternoon!"

The small milk bag was satisfied, and the phone was hung up. He looked out of the bathroom with a happy look.

Luo Yibei has not slept yet.

His eyes fainted on his face, and he gestured to signal Xiaoyi to go. "What are you doing?"

The small milk bag came to him, climbed into the bed, drilled into the bed, and if he had nothing to return to him, "convenient!"

Luo Yibei, "..."

Xiao Yi did not explain too much, glaring at him lying down, closed his eyes with satisfaction.

His mood seems to be very good, even when he sleeps, his lips are slightly tilted.

Luo Yi was over the north side, and the suspicion stared at him, his brow wrinkled.

This kid is very weird!

This time is not early, Xiao Yi should be tired, and soon fell asleep after closing his eyes.

Luo Yibei couldn't sleep tonight. When he closed his eyes, he remembered the sound of the ceremonies on the court at the dinner party over and over again.

Duchess of Chris!

She is married to Fasino!

In just one month, the two married!

Was it in retaliation for his indifference at the time?

Luo Yibei thought about the respect of the people for her, and the headache was about to explode.

No sleep for one night.

The two are now in the R country, and only him and Xiao Yi are in the hotel.

The next morning, Xiao Yi woke up and said that he wanted to see the city. Luo Yibei didn't sleep for one night and carried him out for a morning.

At noon, the two ate at the Western restaurant.

The small milk bag holds the children's spoon in one hand, the knife in one hand, and the meal while meditation. What kind of excuse to look for will go to the party pool summer.

He is not not maintaining Luo Yibei, he is only more to protect the pool summer.

Between Luo Yibei and Fang Chi Xia, his choice does not need to be questioned, it must be Fang Chi Xia!

"North-North, will you go see a friend later?" The small milk bag stirred the spoon in the lower hand and began to test him if nothing had happened.

"There is no such arrangement for the time being." Luo Yibei faintly returned to him.

The small milk bag slammed in the heart, looked up and looked at him silently, and asked, "Will you go out later?"

"Think of me going out?" Luo Yibei's dining action paused.

The little milk bag smiled at him and smiled. "Oh, how come? You are not always busy? I just don't want to delay your work, let you spend so much time on me."

"Should." Luo Yibei's face did not change, the answer is taken for granted.

Small milk bag, "..."

The small milk bag was smashed by him, and the lips were slightly pumped.

"So, is there an arrangement in the afternoon or not?"

Luo Yibei took out the mobile phone, read the memo, and faintly returned to him. "Prepare to go to the branch to handle something, but, no hurry, you can change the day..."

What he wants to say is that it doesn't matter if it is handled in the next day. Who knows it was interrupted by a small milk bag. "It doesn't matter, if you want to go, don't worry, I will stay at the hotel waiting for you!"

Luo Yibei slightly squatted, his face slowly lifted up.

"When was this so sweet?"

"Is not always so intimate?"

Luo Yibei, "..."

"That's it." Without waiting for his consent, the small milk bag hammered the matter.

Luo Yibei lazily leaned against the back of the chair and stared at him meaningfully.

Why do you always feel that Xiao Yi is a bit weird?

Unconsciously, he meditated for a while, his nephew slammed slightly...