The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

At the foot of Luo Yi’s foot, he paused and coveted, and his eyes glanced at her face. “My son is so big, does Mrs. Luo still say this kind of words and feel uncomfortable?”

The faint irony made Fang Chi Xia's face stiff and stiff.

In the eyes of a touch of sorrow and grief, she whispered, "It is a husband and wife!"

Luo Yibei didn't like to see her eyes like this. Every time Fang Chixia showed such a look, his chest was uncomfortable with thousands of needles.

"It will be in the future! It will be!" Coveted, the line of sight stayed on her face for a few seconds, and his words were very confident and could not be questioned by anyone.

"Then wait and see!" Fang Chi Xia cold cold and his face opened.

"I will wait and see!" Luo Yibei also did not want to tangled on this issue, holding her to go to the room of the two.

Fang Chi Xia was already asleep after he was asleep, and they both quarreled after awakening.

The person who was awakened after falling asleep was a little bit angry. At this time, she was full of gas to Luo Yibei.

After entering the room of the two, when the body touched the bed, she wrapped herself in the quilt and retracted herself to the corner.

Luo Yibei took a shower and walked out of the bathroom. Instead of going to bed immediately, she stood on the edge of the bed and stared at her.

Fang Chi Xia wrapped himself very tightly. The scorpion was like three layers and three layers. It was originally very thin, but it was able to wrap itself in a ball.

Luo Yibei is very ironic about this kind of appearance. When he wants her, don't mention it so tightly. Even if he doesn't live in a villa, he can still do it!

Fang Chi Xia probably noticed his gaze on his own body, and his back was slightly stiff against his body.

Luo Yibei stared at her for a while, and the end of the bed was sunken. It seemed that people came up.

The pillows around him collapsed, and his breath came.

Lying on her side, Fang Chi Xia followed him again to feel his gaze on his body.

In the room, a long silence.

After a while, Luo Yibei’s voice first sounded. “How can I forgive?”

Fang Chixia's eyes closed and his eyes stared blankly at the white wall and did not speak.

"Answer!" behind him, the cold voice of Luo Yibei sounded again.

Fang Chi Xia back turned to his body, his eyes looked at him coldly, and there was no temperature at the bottom of his eyes. "Luo Yibei, you have realized that you have always believed in a person. After that, you are determined by this person. Is it a feeling of overturning?"

Luo Yibei looked at her dumbly, and her face was very cold.

"You know that a woman waited for a few days with her child at home. What was the last pain that was caused by her husband's news of other women?" Fang Chixia asked slowly.

Luo Yibei, "..."

"Can you imagine that at the time you were married to other women in the world, I was under the bombing of the news, my mood?" Fang Chixia’s tone suddenly rose.

Luo Yibei, "..."

"How can you feel the news of a four-year-old child seeing his father?" Fang Chixia said every time he said a few words. "What is the difference between this and abandoning his wife?"

"People who once gave you a knife on your chest will never be forgiven!" Fang Chixia didn't want to see his face, and turned his back to the side.

Since then, she has not said a word.