The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

It was Xiao Yi who couldn't stand it, and actively walked over to help her move together.

The mother and the child moved in the same lot of things outside, the box was too big, and the small easy to play could not play much role. The side of the head turned to the balcony of Luo Yibei and called out, "North and North, you come over soon." Yeah!"

Luo Yibei was not prepared to use it, still holding his own tableware.

The small milk bag walked toward him a few steps, put the tableware in his hand on hold, and took him to the direction of Fang Chi Xia.

Pulling his hand over the pool summer, the small milk bag is full of adjectives. "You see my mommy is so thin, so slender, so weak, so delicate, can you see it?"

Fang Chi Xia, "..."

Luo Yibei did not hear him, his eyes fixed on the hand that Fang Chi Xia was covered by him.

Very white, very delicate, with a little bit of pink, delicate to the blood vessels can be seen.

Once, this hand has been wearing the same ring as his hand.

However, from one night, after the ring was lost, her hands almost never worn anything of the same kind.

But now, a month after going abroad, there is another ring on the ring finger of her left hand.

Ring finger...

Rare powder drill, the color is very good, crystal clear, very small, very delicate workmanship.

Luo Yibei stared at the ring on her hand for a long time, covering her hand and exerting her strength.

Fang Chi Xia Wuzhi was wrapped in his hand, and the sudden strength made her fingertips aching and painful, and she was so sulking.

However, unexpectedly, she did not fight like Luo Luobei like a cat.

Luo Yibei quietly stared at her hand wearing a ring and looked at it for a while, cold-faced and fiddled with the ring of her fingertips.

His movements were very rude, and Fang Chi Xia’s ring finger was bent, which made him take out a lot of obstacles.

Luo Yibei did not say a word, nor did she straighten her hand, but continued to pull it arbitrarily.

His strength is great, and his fingertips are scratching her hard.

Fang Chi Xia is so painful that it is not a ring, but a tattoo that grows in the flesh.

"Luo Yibei, you are enough!" The hand tried to break free from his hands, did not struggle to open, she pushed him instead.

Luo Yibei is next to her, steady as a mountain.

Fang Chi Xia was pushed several times and still did not push, which made her somewhat annoyed.

The face that had been indifferent before changed color, her hand buckled his wrist, and she grabbed him.

Luo Yibei is shaving, she is directly caught.

Moreover, her hands and nails, not long, only a little shallow, can be caught on the skin, or sharp like the wild cat's claws.

She confronts Luo Yibei, just like a tiger meets a cat.

A force is too powerful, and a small one is very small.

Fang Chi Xia and Luo Yibei contend, ending, normal people can imagine.

"Don't bully my mommy!" The small milk bag was very anxious next to him. They were all ready to rush to the two to help. However, after approaching, they accidentally discovered that Luo Yibei did not resist the whole process.

Fang Chi Xia is so wild to him, he is conniving.

Grabbing him, didn't fight back, hit him, and ignored it.

Fang Chixia’s hand was somewhat tormented by him. She probably didn’t notice that Luo Yibei had not returned her hand. After trying several times, she still did not take her hand out of his hand, and suddenly hit him in his arms— -

The two people who were still fierce before, twisted into a group...