The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The small milk bag eyes looked at him without hesitation, and he was quietly observing his reaction.

"Alright?" He was afraid that Luo Yibei was really drunk and asked carefully.

Luo Yibei was just fascinated and staring at him, no answer.

"I said that don't drink so much!" The little milk bag adults began to blame. "We are now abroad, only me and you, grandparents, uncles, Yan Yan, they have not come, and there is a small left. , Rong Bo, what if something happens?"

He even said a lot, a little embarrassed, just as much as Luo Yibei just met him.

However, this child, the feeling of giving people, is always very warm.

Luo Yibei’s eyes scorned, and his hand scorned his head and comforted him. “It’s okay, it’s a measure of scale.”

He said so, when he stood up and prepared to leave with Xiao Yi, his footsteps slammed and his body fell heavily back on the sofa.

The little milk bag was speechless, and when he turned back to God to see him, his eyes had been closed.

"North-North, are you okay?" Xiao Yi shook his shoulder.

Luo Yibei did not respond.

The small milk bag has always trusted him. He said that he has a sense of proportion, and the small milk bag is so determined.

"North-North!" He was tired when he was only Luo Yibei, and he even shaken him several times.

Luo Yibei Shuangyu gently squatted, still no reaction.

The little milk bag stared at him for a moment, and suddenly the six gods had no ownership.

Luo Yibei has a man under his command, but the person in his hand, if he does not receive the task, generally does not surround him.

Xiao Yi did not know how far the bodyguards had to pick up their own.

"Northern, you wake up! Wake up!"

After yelling Luo Yibei several times, he still didn't wake people up. He didn't swear for a while, and a phone call to Fang Chixia.

His voice was very anxious, and the opening was, "Mummy, you come over soon, my father has an accident!"

Dad...

Fang Chi Xia at the other end of the phone was quiet for dozens of seconds after his words.

"Mummy, come over soon!" The little milk bag didn't get her response and started to urge.

Fang Chi Xia returned to God and asked faintly, "What happened?"

"Drink too much, now I can't go!"

"Call the person in the hands of the land, if you can't find the number, or you can't contact the person, let the waiter's uncle and aunt help send the house back to the house." Fang Chixia's instigation.

Her voice was very light and light, and it looked like a calm water.

The little milk bag was smashed for a while, and it was said in a gentle way. "But, after entering the house, I will not take care of it. What should I do?"

Fang Chi Xia, "..."

The small milk bag thought very seriously, and it came out again. "In case, the waiter who came up is an aunt, it is inconvenient to take care of the land!"

Fang Chi Xia, "..."

"We are at the Hilton Hotel." The little milk bag did not remind her, told her address, and waited quietly for her answer.

Fang Chi Xia has been silent for a while, and the other side of the phone is quiet and surprising.

If you don't see the call time still showing, the small milk bag will soon think that the other party has long hung up.

One minute passed and Fang Chixia did not answer anything.

Two minutes passed and she was still silent.

Three minutes, four minutes, ten minutes passed, she still did not speak.

The small milk bag is holding the phone like this, quietly waiting for her reply.