The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Under the leadership of a large group of servants, I got on the bus and the driver carried her in the direction of the church.

"Where are we going?" Fang Chixia looked up at the person in front and glanced at it.

"If you return to Miss XX, go to XX Church." The driver gave her a church name.

“How many people are coming today?” Fang Chixia asked again.

"The royal family of the major European countries have come." The driver answered truthfully.

The conversation between the two people is very simple, all of them are like this, and there is no such thing as a wave.

Fang Chixia felt that she was a bit ridiculous.

Today's wedding was for her. However, even in such a basic situation, she still had to ask the driver.

The driver was not the one who talked a lot. He drove all the way away and went straight to the direction of the church.

On the other road to the church, a white sports car galloped like a wind, hopping all the way, jumping, crossing several cars, and then steadily turning into another road.

The streets where the two cars are driving are open at right angles.

Fang Chi Xia’s car was slower, and the white sports car was like a huge whirlwind, and it seemed to fly.

In the direction that they can't see each other, the distance between the two cars is getting shorter and shorter.

When arriving at the junction of the two routes at right angles, the white sports car suddenly accelerated, and made a turn along the original place, steadily traversing the front of Fang Chi Xia’s car.

The speed of the white sports car rushed out quickly. The driver of Fang Chixia’s car was obviously unpredictable. The brakes slammed hard and almost rushed toward him.

Fortunately, I haven’t hit it yet and have stabilized it in time.

The driver's body tilted forward in inertia, his face lifted up, and it was incredible to look at the direction of Luo Yibei.

Fang Chixia's line of sight crossed the car glass and looked in his direction. The face inside him was only slightly shrunk, but nothing happened.

Luo Yibei will be confused today, she guessed it!

"I said the words ahead!" The eyes swept away in her direction, and Luo Yibei pushed the door open toward her.

Fang Chi Xia did not look in his direction, just a faint driver to the front, "Mr. Driver, trouble driving!"

"Yes!" The driver had dared to take the time. He was afraid of late accidents. He wanted to drive the car around the car in Luoyibei and continue to drive forward. The car had not yet opened, and Luo Yibei’s body suddenly crossed the front of the car. .

The driver was shocked by him and the hand on the steering wheel slipped.

Over the side, he looked at Fang Chi Xia behind him, waiting for her arrangement.

"Continue to open ours!" Fang Chi Xia's line of sight was only a faint look toward the Luo Yibei face blocked in front, and then quickly moved away.

"Yes." The driver listened and continued to drive the car carefully.

The streets where the three people are located are very narrow.

After Luo Yibei’s car was in the middle of the road, the car where Fang Chixia was located was more difficult to drive out. He went to the front again and the driver was struggling, for fear of accidentally hitting him.

The driver did not know Luo Yibei, but, from the dress of Luo Yibei alone, the driver knew that people like him were not affordable.

Luo Yi North sight micro side, quietly stared at the car on the square pool summer glance.

Today's Fang Chi Xia is not wearing a wedding dress, it is a dress, which makes him somewhat surprised.

He stared at Fang Chi Xia, who was sitting in the car, and looked at it for a while. His head suddenly flashed the picture of the wedding in Sicily.