The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Luo Yibei walked step by step in the corridor of the cold home, walking, and staring at the surroundings.

The two servants followed him, in awe, and kept a distance from him.

Luo Yibei squinted at the two people behind him and proposed coldly. "I want to visit the courtyard of the young master."

Two servants, look at me, I look at you, it seems a little embarrassing after his words.

"How? Inconvenient?" Luo Yibei eyebrows picked.

Cold and cold place to live, usually not easy to enter, do not mention the guests, even the servant, did not get permission, did not dare to enter.

The two servants bowed their heads and did not know how to answer them.

"Doesn't there be any secrets?" Luo Yibei smiled and said half a joke.

"Where is Luo Shaoye saying this? The cold family will not." The maid quickly retorted.

"That's it, let's take the lead!" Luo Yibei turned and looked at the two.

The two servants hesitated, thinking that if it really provokes cold and cold blame, the responsibility should be in Luo Yibei, no rejection.

Walking in front, the two led him to the courtyard where the cold and cold were living.

A Chinese style courtyard, the flowers and trees are very beautifully trimmed, and the decoration is an elegant ancient charm. From entering the courtyard to walking in, the paving, pavilion, and low-key luxury everywhere.

If you cold and pray this person, introverted and luxurious.

"Is the cold master tonight?" Luo Yi went in and walked in front, and walked, and asked if nothing had happened.

"The young master is not there." One of the servants replied with a low head.

When the two talked, the head remained in a humble, low-pitched posture, and did not lift it up.

"Is it?" Luo Yibei stared at the two and looked at him. His eyes turned to the nearest room. "Then I just strolled out."

The servant stayed outside and did not follow.

Luo Yibei walked in the room with his steps, his eyes swept through every corner of the room, and his fingertips slid across the wall.

His movements are slow, seemingly careless, and when he passes, the fingertips are very heavy.

The wall even made a dull sound.

When one room was finished, he turned to another one.

The cold and cold courtyard, although it has always been alone, but a lot of rooms.

Luo Yibei walked through a room and didn't find any abnormality. Then he turned to the cold and cold bedroom.

The servant still did not follow up, standing at the door, left and right, his head was always low, and he did not pay attention to what he was doing.

After Luo Yi went in, the gaze first glanced around the room, and then the fingertips again slid on the wall and between the furniture...

Fang Chi Xia sat in the room where the queen was hanging, and quietly thought about the way to solve the problem.

If this room is just a simple bedroom, she might be able to find out some reasons.

However, everything is equipped with a good suite, which makes her even an excuse for a moment.

Hey.

The stomach just called at this time.

She didn't know how long she had been in a coma before, and her stomach was really hungry at this time.

Cold and cold, probably heard the sound, and stared at her side and glanced at it.

"What do you want to eat?" When he was not mentioning Luo Yibei, who was between the two, he was the one she had known at the beginning, and it was as warm as a ray of sunshine in the world of ice and snow.

"Seafood." Fang Chi Xia made a request for a drill.

Seafood, fresh things, she guessed that there should be no kitchen refrigerator.