The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia’s head was rumbled, and the expression on his face, for a few minutes, was completely sluggish.

Luo Yibei was not drunk, he has been lying to her!

“Why do you want to do this?” Struggling to refrain from her own anger, she tried to keep her tone from hearing any fluctuations.

Luo Yibei’s eyes swept slowly from her face, and the words that were spoken were very straightforward. “I miss you.”

Fang Chi Xia Ran, stunned for a few seconds, the line of sight was stiff and moved away from his face. "Playing a person in this way, is it fun?"

Luo Yibei did not explain anything for himself, and even followed her to pick up the words. "If you define this as a play, I don't want to play this game so deeply!"

When he said this, the tone was very light, but looking at her eyes was very stubborn.

Fang Chixia was blocked by him for a few seconds of aphasia.

"I don't want to accompany you!" His eyes were staggered and staggered. He stood up and wanted to go outside the room. His footsteps had not yet been taken. His wrist was pulled again by him, and he followed the trend and his body was unsteadily facing him again. I fell down in the past.

Luo Yibei’s arm circled her waist, and he tightened her tightly, and the bones that were tight to the arms were embedded in the flesh of her waist.

With her arms slightly raised, her body was lifted up and the two men were closer together. "The words have not been finished yet, where do you want to go?"

"Let's let go!" Fang Chixia struggled in his arms and screamed coldly.

"In this world, no one has the right to order me!" Luo Yibei looked at her coldly and spoke, as always, strong.

Fang Chixia deeply adjusted his breathing and changed his tone. "Mr. Luo, please let go!"

The name of alienation is polite, and even "please" is used.

However, such a coldness is undoubtedly more ironic for Luo Yibei.

Her eyes glanced at her coldly, and Luo Yibei not only did not put it, but also exerted a bit of strength on her arm.

"Well... bastard!" Fang Chixia suffered from pain, and his eyebrows whispered.

Luo Yibei faintly snorted, her long legs hooked one of her legs, her body turned sideways, and turned over, he suppressed her under her body.

"Luo Yibei, you let me go!" Fang Chixia protested under him, raised his arm and beat him, his fist on his shoulder, his back, and even grabbed him with his fingertips.

Luo Yibei ignored her words, and the body was pressed against her, like a huge mountain, and there was no room for Fang Chi Xia to break free.

"Mrs. Locke, are there still a lot of questions between us?"

Words and words are almost bitten out of your teeth.

Fang Chixia wanted to continue to resist, but she could lift her arms and lift her arms. She did not lift it, and she settled down.

The stiff side looked at his face, and the corner of his lips involved a taunting arc. She looked at him, and asked coldly and coldly, "Who is Mrs. Loe calling?"

The expression on Luo Yibei’s face was stiff.

"Is the one in the outside world, or the one on the divorce agreement?" Fang Chixia looked at him with a sigh of relief, and asked slowly.

Luo Yibei was asked by her to be dumb, and she could not answer the words.

"If it is the one on the divorce agreement, it has already appeared in the divorce agreement. Isn't Mr. Luo so inappropriate?" She was very calm from beginning to end, one sentence at a time, refuting that Luo Yibei did not know that how to answer.