The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

She is afraid that Luo Yibei is insane.

Now only he and Xiao Yi are alone in the R country. Xiao Yi is not wrong. If he is really upset, a four-year-old child can't cope.

However, fortunately, Luo Yibei's wine is very good, drinking too much is just a sleep, no other troublesome behavior.

Fang Chi Xia did not observe that he had any abnormalities. He turned and opened the balcony door and went out.

This time is almost eleven o'clock, Xiao Yi still sitting alone on the balcony, waiting for the two to end.

Fang Chixia was particularly distressed by him. He did not say goodbye to him immediately, but stayed.

Her stay is only because of Xiao Yi.

A few steps came to him, picked him up and moved to the side of the chair, and he and he squeezed a chair.

The arm swept over his small shoulders, and the mother and son leaned against their heads, their bodies were tired, and Fang Chixia chatted with him. "Baby, do you want to go to bed early?"

"I still don't want to sleep." The small milk bag handed her a drink to her.

"Why don't you want to sleep?" Fang Chi Xia asked again.

"Because it is rare to have a chance to stay with Mommy!" The little milk bag is taken for granted.

Fang Chi Xia Yi, looking at the night's eyes stagnation.

The little milk bag looked up at her face and smiled at her.

Fang Chi Xia returned to God, and his hand scorned his head. "If you want Mommy, you can come to Mommy at any time."

The little milk bag tapped his head. "I know."

Fang Chixia sat with him for a while, looking at the dark night with a disappointment, his head scorned with his scorn. "Xiao Yi, would you blame Mommy?"

She asked carefully, however, the small milk bag answered very specially. "No, baby doesn't want Mommy to be sad. Baby doesn't allow anyone to hurt Mommy. If you are not happy at Luo, then never go back!" ”

Fang Chi Xia left Luo's home most worried about him, did not expect a four-year-old child to say such clean words.

She stared at him for a moment and pulled him into his arms.

She held him tight and did not loose it for a long time.

Keeping the same position until the early morning, considering that Xiao Yi should have rested, Fang Chixia took him back to the room.

Fang Chixia accompanied him at the bedside, quietly looking at his face, how to look at how to look tired.

She left after Xiao Yi completely fell asleep, leaving no traces.

When I left, it was already more than three o'clock.

A heavy night.

Luo Yibei really drank too much last night. When I woke up, my head still had a little pain.

There is still a trace of lingering fragrance on the chest of the body, the faint orange blossoms of the body, and the body fragrance of Fang Chi Xia.

The fingertips licked the temple, squatting slightly, and remembering the situation last night, his face curve slowly softened.

Xiao Yi slept late last night. When he woke up, the little milk bag did not wake up.

Luo Yi went into the bathroom to wash, took a shower, washed his face in it, and when he came out, Xiao Yi did not seem to be fully awake, stumbled on the bed, staring at the room and watching it, Zhangkou That is, "Mummy -"

Luo Yibei slowly went to him, sat down in front of him, and pulled him to his arms.

"Mummy came over last night?" Coveted looking at his little face in his arms, Luo Yibei asked very gentle, mild little milk bag some cold.