The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The phone was called by Sophia. It was said that there were several guests in the palace, so that he could sit in the past.

Fearing that the Duke of Chris would continue to ask, Fasino had intended to leave.

Sophia’s phone found a good reason for him.

"Mrs. Sophia!" Yang Yang raised his mobile phone, he looked apologetic, "Dad, I am sorry! I and Chi Xia may not be able to eat here tonight!"

The Duke of Chris gave him a look, as if he was somewhat dissatisfied with him.

However, in the end, I waved my hand and let go. "Go, go home next day!"

Fesno’s lips were lightly hooked, holding Fang Chi Xia’s hand and taking her to the castle.

His pace is very fast, as if he still brought a bit of pleasure.

Fang Chixia followed him, thinking about the conversation between the two. When Fasino had already left the castle gate, she suddenly said, "In fact, you just don't have to say to your dad."

The footsteps of Fasno's feet stopped, turned his head, his eyes glared at her, patted her shoulder. "Reassured, no need to have any pressure, I know how to deal with it later."

Take her to the side, and he pushed her into the car.

The palace of the old duke in the palace is nearly an hour away.

When Fisno and Fangchi arrived in the summer, they had already passed eight o'clock.

Tonight's palace is a small gathering mode.

As the welcoming person walked in, Fasino walked and asked, "What are the guests today?"

"There are several marquis, and a princess who has just returned to China, and..." The welcoming person has not answered yet, but was blocked by a voice in the room. "Who is this for?"

"Lord Shao, ma'am!"

The conversation between Sofia and a maid caused not only the chat of the two, but the words "Lo Young".

Fang Chi Xia is also obviously unexpectedly hitting this place and Luo Yibei.

Just two years ago, the two talents had just drawn a line, and she did not expect to meet it so quickly!

The lightly plucked face slowly lifted up, her gaze fainted in the scene and finally stayed in the corner of the figure.

Luo Yibei was sitting on her, her back was solitary and cold, and the atmosphere at the scene was out of place.

He placed a lot of bottles of wine around him, poured himself a cup, lifted his head lightly, drank it elegantly, and did not care where the scene went.

Xiao Yi was also at the scene, sitting in a place not far from him, holding a gang to sigh there.

"Hey!" A slight voice came from time to time, as if it was still very similar.

Seeing Fang Chi Xia on this side, he was happy, his face was swollen with the previous depression, and the ground was shrunk from the chair. "Mummy!"

His voice was deliberately called very loudly. When he called, he did not forget to look in the direction of Luo Yibei.

Luo Yibei just sat back against the sofa, still doing his own, and the face did not turn over from beginning to end.

The little milk bag sighed and ran to the square pool and hit the past. "Mummy, how come you are!"

Fang Chi Xia grabbed him and squatted and hugged him up. "It happened!"

"It's really clever, this is the so-called fate?" The small milk bag slanted Luo Yibei, deliberately prolonged the sound and added a sentence, "Cut the cut and keep it!"

Fang Chi Xia, "..."

"Mummy, I am too boring here, North and North are not with me, you are coming!" The little milk bag took her and went in one direction to the corner.