The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia was silent for more than half an hour. It was finally easy. Finally, there was a voice. "Let the waiter uncle help and help back to the house. Mommy will arrive later."

The little milk bag sighed, hung up the phone, and looked over the waiter.

When I got back to the room, it was eight o'clock.

He had never seen Luo Yibei in the state of drinking. He was a little afraid of his accident, sitting next to him, his eyes staring at him, and he was very responsible.

Luo Yibei seems to sleep very hard, his eyes have not been opened.

Fang Chi Xia arrived 20 minutes later, the door was slammed, and the small milk bag heard the sound and was very happy to run over.

"Summer!" opened the door and looked at her standing outside. The little milk bag smiled at her. "I know you will come."

"I will leave soon." Fang Chi Xia faintly returned to him, his eyes crossed over and he looked at Luo Yibei lying on the bed in the room.

Luo Yibei did not seem to hear the conversation between the two, his eyes squatting and his eyes were not moving.

Fang Chixia stared at him like this for a long time. He didn't see any movements. He took the door with his backhand and walked in with confidence.

The room where Luo Yibei was located was previously living with Xiao Yi, unlike the special children's room.

Fang Chi Xia entered the house, the small milk bag took the initiative to go to the balcony, "I went outside the balcony, Mommy, please call me!"

Waiting for Fang Chi Xia to answer, he went out, he even thoughtfully helped close the balcony door.

The room was left to Fang Chi Xia and Luo Yibei.

There are a lot of snacks and snacks on the small table on the balcony. The small milk bag sits on the balcony, pours a cup of drink for yourself, and drinks while listening to the movement inside.

The room was quiet and there was no sound. Fang Chi Xia did not seem to have any movement.

The small milk bag was silent, enough for the body to look inside through the window.

The curtains were put down, and nothing could be seen on the balcony.

The small milk bag was conscious and boring, and sat back in the position and took a drink and sucked it.

In the room, Fang Chixia stood in front of the bed and quietly looked at Luo Yibei on the bed, still no action.

Luo Yibei slept very hard and seemed to have no sense of consciousness.

Sleeping asleep, probably hot, the hand pulled the tie of the clothes indiscriminately, did not pull open, the side of the face, and continued to sleep.

Fang Chi Xia had seen him half-awake and half-awake, but he had never seen him completely unconscious.

Staring at him like this, he looked at it for a while. She struggled for a long time, bent down to help him loose the tie, and undressed his clothes.

Luo Yibei Ping lay down, pressed the clothes very tight, Fang Chi Xia helped him off, it was a little hard.

The buttons were untied one by one, and I wanted to pull the clothes off him. The hand just stretched out, and Luo Yibei’s wrist suddenly caught her.

Fang Chi Xia’s heart jumped, his eyes narrowly glanced at his wrist and turned to his face.

Luo Yibei’s eyes are still closed, and the eyelashes are like feathers hanging down, and there are no signs of waking up.

Fang Chi Xia breathed a sigh of relief, pushing his hand away in a quiet manner, lifting his body slightly and pulling off his clothes.

The silk that was taken by the side was covered with him. She turned to the kitchen and took a towel and dipped in water, and returned to the bed again.

The hand raised him, and she helped him to wipe his body bit by bit.