The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

His pace was very fast, and the slender legs were exchanged in a timely manner. After a while, the long figure disappeared outside the wedding scene.

Fang Chi Xia was so late to come to the wedding scene, the guests present did not know what happened.

This kind of thing suddenly happens now, and a large group of people are even more embarrassed.

"How could this be?"

"Yeah, what happened?"

"Lord Master, is this in trouble?"

......

There are a lot of arguments from people around me. They are shredded and afraid of the honor of identity. They are not too loud.

Fang Chi Xia heard the sound of the surrounding hustle and felt the sight of falling on himself, but still did not get up from Luo Yibei.

Her hand was still close to his horn, and his arms were very tight, like he didn't want to let go.

Mrs. Chris was sitting in the most important position on the guest seat. She looked at the scene from beginning to end, and her eyes fixed on her hand holding Luo Yibei's clothes. She was sharp and embarrassed.

Luo Yi's north corner of the corner of the eye slanted to her, staring at her quietly, and apparently saw her face changed, but did not remind Fang Chixia.

His expression seems to be very pleasant, let Fang Chixia so pressure on himself, did not push her from beginning to end.

This way, he made Mrs. Chris's face sink more and more.

For a long time, she chilled out, "Is it necessary to give me an explanation?"

Luo Yi looked at her on the north side, holding Fang Chi Xia in her hand and holding her up. If nothing happened to sort out the folds of her clothes, one hand rested on her shoulder, and the cold and cold voice was abnormal. Calm, "I am coming to take my wife!"

A wife, let the discussion on the scene louder.

"I haven't divorced yet, what is Chris Castle singing?"

"Yeah, yeah, the old lady is confused?"

"Who knows! The two families compete for a daughter-in-law!"

The shredded sound, like a blasted pot, was very low at first, and slowly grew higher.

On the north side of Luo Yi, I stared at the group of guests around me and saw that the curve of the face was not affected by the opinions of the people around me.

"Master Fesno and my wife are just good friends. I have helped me three times and four times when my wife has encountered difficulties. I am very grateful, but there is nothing else."

"This wedding is presumably the misunderstanding of the old lady. The old man is eager to embrace the grandson's mood. Everyone can understand that the outside world has a lot of rumors about my wife and Fei Dian. You don't have to believe it. There is no basis, even any intimate photos. Rumors, everyone feels credible?"

The eyes swept over the crowd, and the tone was abrupt. His tone suddenly increased. "It is very clear to tell everyone that my wife’s name is the name of my Luo family from the beginning to the end!"

His words did not have much ups and downs from beginning to end.

In a few words, the relationship between Fasino and Fang Chi Xia was accounted for, and the title of Duchess of Chris in the summer of Fang Chi Xia was also accounted for.

The old lady was sitting in her chair, her hands were tightly pinched, and her face was pale and white.

She has prepared so much, he has clarified all the things in three or two sentences?

Luo Yibei also ignored her meaning. She covered Fang Chixia’s hand and took her to the hall.

His footsteps were very slow at first, and then he was probably in a somewhat awkward relationship, suddenly pulling her to run.