The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The small milk bag sat across from him, watching his movements in silence, and his heart trembled.

Drink this fast?

Luo Yibei did not see his sight, but poured himself a glass of wine.

"Hey, can't drink!" The little milk bag stood up and wanted to stop, however, it was a step late.

The hand just stretched out, and the wine in the hands of Luo Yibei had already been drunk by him.

"Hey!" The little milk bag fell back to the position and sighed.

"Is it annoying?" The hand held the stick, and he talked to Luo Yibei about his childhood.

Luo Yibei ignored it and took care of himself.

"Yes, if my wife left, my mood should be similar." The small milk bag has become accustomed to his ignorance, self-speaking, and floating again.

Luo Yibei’s hand holding the cup paused, his eyes swept over, and he glanced at the small body board where he had to sit on the special chair for children. His face was weird. “Your wife?”

"Isn't this what I said in the future?" The little milk bag didn't feel that his wording was wrong. "People will grow up!"

Luo Yi's north lip corner pumped, the line of sight recovered, did not continue to care for him.

He now looks at Xiao Yi’s eyes just like seeing Fang Chi Xia, all the same is irritating!

The small milk bag is very innocent, but it is not a little self-conscious.

Luo Yibei ignored him, and he was able to talk to himself.

“Why didn’t you explain it to Xia Xia at the beginning?”

Luo Yibei did not care.

"After the news came out, the invitations were printed. The whole world thought that when you would marry Aunt Cheng Anning, Mommy still chose to believe in you!"

Luo Yibei still ignored it.

The little milk bag stunned him and continued to talk to himself. "She has been waiting for you for a few days at home. I probably want to ask you for your advice. What did you say at the time?"

Luo Yibei just poured himself on himself and ignored his words.

The small milk bag looked at him and continued to talk to himself. "In fact, if you don't say that I know, you must have said nothing to her. If you say it, Mommy will not leave."

"The whole world is rumored that her husband and another woman's marriage, you do not explain, let Mommy think?"

"I used to think that the bad guys of the Luo family had only one great-grandfather. Now it seems that you are also very bad."

Luo Yibei, "..."

"Mummy has left, as long as she is happy, no matter what." The small milk bag continued to talk to himself.

His words are all the protection of the other pool summer, even if he is actually more time with Luo Yibei.

Luo Yibei liked to listen to his words, and did not listen to it.

Holding a glass in one hand, he still pours himself.

After pouring a full cup, he poured it in one bite.

The small milk bag didn't pay much attention to him at first, until when the sight was swept to the bottle, he suddenly found that the bottom of the bottle was about to bottom out.

"Can't drink! What should I do if I have to drink so many things?" The small milk bag didn't know the amount of Luo Yibei's drink. He was afraid that he would drink too much. He walked around the table and came to him. He took the cup in his hand and took it. Aside.

He was only four years old and took control of Luo Yibei.

From the small to the big, Luo Yibei, except by Fang Chi Xia, no one dared to intervene in his affairs so arrogantly.

This feeling, in fact, is not annoying.

At least, explain, care about each other.

Staring at the little face of the small milk bag, he looked a little dizzy.