The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The hand that held her waist was tight, and his tone was aggravated. "Leave it with that person and toss him to the end!"

Fang Chixia's body was stiff and stiff, watching his nephew zoom in slightly.

Luo Yibei took her neck and pressed her head and leaned against her. Her lips covered/sucked her, biting her lip/petal, honing, sucking/sucking, like tasting What was delicious, twirling on her lips for a while, staring at her shiny lips with water, his face slowly raised, "Miss Fang, what do you think?"

Fang Chi Xia just thought that his words were a bit ironic. He licked his lips and looked at him coldly and coldly. He did not answer.

When he said this, he probably didn't know how much courage he needed to get back to him.

"It's time to go up!" I didn't want to entangle this problem with him. Fang Chixia pushed him away, and he first climbed the cruise ship.

The two men soaked in the water for so long, she was soaked all over her body.

After going up, I asked the servant about the lounge. I borrowed the hair dryer and just wanted to dry my hair and clothes, and blew it. It was too much trouble.

She was in a hurry today, Xiao Yi did not even say hello to her in advance, she was here, no clothes.

Fang Chixia stood in the room, trying to solve this problem, the door was pushed open, Luo Yibei walked in a few steps.

He held a clean skirt on his hand, as if he had prepared it on the cruise ship in advance.

Fang Chixia stared at the clothes in his hand and glanced at his face.

Why is there a kind of illusion that he came to Sicily today?

Luo Yibei did not explain, a few steps came to her side, handed the skirt in her hand to her, "Hey."

Fang Chixia just stared at the clothes in his hand and looked at it.

Luo Yibei frowned, lazy to sit on the sofa, no matter whether she was happy or not, pulled her down on her body, raised her hand and changed her clothes for her.

"Let go, let me go!" Fang Chixia lifted his arm and tried to stop it.

Luo Yibei could not see her resistance. One hand pulled the hand that she hindered and cut it back to the back. If nothing had happened, she would continue to solve the wet clothes on her.

The same thing, I have done it too many times, and once again, his movements are very interesting.

After three times and five divisions, the clothes on Fang Chi Xia’s body were peeled off by him.

The cool sea breeze blew in, and the square pool was cold and had a nap.

"Luo Yibei, you go out!" The arm twitched in his wrist. She tried to struggle. Luo Yibei banned her hand but forced her, pulling her into her arms and pressing her. Softly posted in my arms.

"Don't try to make a righteous gentleman!" The cold voice is the most straightforward warning.

Fang Chi Xia stuck his body in a stiff, raised his head, and she looked ironic. "Is the gentleman and Mr. Luo get on top?"

"Now is it?" Luo Yibei lazy and gave her a word, and continued to help her change her clothes.

When the clean skirt was put together and the zipper was ready to be buckled, he couldn’t help but float. "Or, is Miss Fang more accustomed to being a gentleman?"

"..." Fang Chi Xia Shuang slammed him coldly and turned his face to the side.

Luo Yibei coveted her to help her organize the zipper.

Pulled it up completely, stood up, and casually sorted out the folds of his shirt. He took her hand and went outside the room. "Come with me!"