The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The driver struggled for a while and finally took the phone and took it.

"Old, old lady..." His voice was very respectful, and he was so respectful that he had brought some slight vibrato.

"When is it? Why haven't you sent people over?" The volume on the other end of the phone was very high, and it seemed to be accompanied by the sound of many crutches.

The driver looked at Fang Chi Xia in the back seat. The explanation was very subtle. "There was something wrong on the road."

"What's the problem? Hurry and send me to me! So many guests are waiting here!" The voice on the other end of the phone was a bit more violent.

The driver was a little embarrassed. In the end, he could only turn his attention to Fang Chi Xia.

Luo Yibei stood in front of the car and did not leave.

Fang Chi Xia line and his handover, the air in the light and flint, one refused to go down, one refused to let go, two people are not willing to compromise.

Fang Chixia stared at him for a while and asked the driver again, "Mr., drive!"

The driver has no time, and can't take care of that much.

The hand grips the steering wheel and his feet are forced.

The black extended version of the luxury car was like a runaway wild horse after that, and it ran straight ahead toward the front.

The location of Luoyi North Station is just in front of the car, and the hand is still on the glass of the car.

The driver thought that after the car started, he should let it.

However, he predicted a mistake.

Luo Yibei's arm is still in front of the car, his eyes staring coldly at Fang Chi Xia in the car, letting himself be driven back by the car, still have no intention to let it go!

The car just started, and the speed was very slow at first.

Later, it slowly accelerated.

Luo Yibei's body is still on the car glass, still has no meaning of retreat.

His eyes were very cold, and his eyes stared at Fang Chi Xia in the car, as if he had to cut her off with a knife.

Fang Chi Xia Shuguang slightly fluctuated, and the line of sight stiffness shifted to the side.

The car is still accelerating, and the driver drives every second for a second, and the sweat on his forehead has been falling down.

Fang Chixia's line of sight was fixed outside the window, did not go to see the direction of Luo Yibei.

The front was very quiet, no sound came, Luo Yibei seems to be still in the car, being driven by the car to slide.

Fang Chi Xia’s hand was tight and his body was stretched like a bow.

The car continues to drive faster and faster.

Fang Chixia was very straight from head to tail, and the dress was covered by her hand, and the sweat was wet.

However, there is no expression on his face.

She didn't even face her side slightly.

Two people are so deadlocked.

Time, one minute and one second.

Fang Chixia’s eyes fixed on the window and looked backwards. Looking at the building’s reversing speed, her heart sank and she snorted at the front of the car. “Luo Yibei, you are a madman. !"

Luo Yibei didn't know when he was on the front cover of the car. His arms were on both sides of the car. The speed was too fast. He seemed to have some pain. The forehead was bulging, as if he could fly out at any time. .

Fang Chixia was shocked to see this scene, his face was slightly white.

"Luo Yibei, you go down!" Her voice, compared to the previous, seems a little more messy.

"You are coming down!" Luo Yibei looked at her coldly and insisted.

Fang Chi Xia looked up at the speedometer, his face was bloody, like being drained, "mad!"

"Go down!" Luo Yibei stubbornly directed at her.