The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

"Okay, then three days!" Luo Yibei was satisfied with this, and the car was lost. The car was driving like a sigh of relief all night, and the speed of the car increased. The white sports car went along. The long coastal road was arrogant, throwing the night behind and going along the villas of the two.

His car was driving very fast, and he was cut in half by 30 minutes.

When the car was about to drive to the vicinity of the villa, Luo Yibei did not know where the interest came from. He suddenly drove the car to a supermarket nearby and took Fang Chi Xia to go down.

"What?" Fang Chi Xia is not clear, so he is behind him, his footsteps are passive.

Luo Yibei did not explain, took her to the beer area, took a dozen bottles, and gave it to him.

Fang Chi Xia was stunned by him, and the hand holding the beer was a bit stiff.

Is he ready to borrow alcohol?

Luo Yi looked at her on the north side and said, "I remember, you like beer."

He meant that the two had to drink alcohol several times beforehand.

"Where?" Fang Chixia put his face to the side, and he couldn't understand his words.

Luo Yibei just smiled at the lips and continued to ridicule.

"Go!" Leading her out of the restaurant, passing through the family planning area, and the back of Fangchi Xia’s footsteps suddenly received.

Luo Yi looked at her on the north side and looked at the small shelf next to her. The brow was wrinkled.

Fang Chixia’s eyes are fixed in the TT area, and it seems hesitant to buy it back.

I reached out and was about to get it. However, I still didn't touch it, but my wrist was pressed by Luo Yibei.

"What do you want?" His eyes slanted to her, his face was serious.

Fang Chi Xia is actually a habitual action, and the two have never bought such a thing after marriage.

Without answering his question, she raised her face and looked at him with gaze, asking, "Do you want it?"

Luo Yibei stunned and looked at her deep.

Stepping forward to her, an arm hooked over her waist and brought her to her arms. The faces of the two men looked up and down, his face tilted towards her ear. "I want, one daughter!"

Fang Chi Xia stunned.

"One like your daughter!" Luo Yibei looked at her side and added it to her words.

Fang Chi Xia was wrong, watching his eyes flashing.

Luo Yibei has always liked daughters. Unlike other famous monks, the children are wanted to have a family heir. Marriage is for someone to give birth to a son. The purpose of a woman is just to pass on the family.

His ideas have always been clear.

He likes her daughter, her facial features like her, and her exquisiteness, which is enough.

Even if there is no Xiaoyi, he does not care.

Fang Chi Xia Ran looked at him like this, his eyes brightened, his toes tipped, his arms covered his neck. "Well, let's go home!"

Luo Yibei's hand took her and took her to the checkout counter. The two men settled and took her hand and strode toward the sports car.

The white sports car galloped all the way in the night, took a few minutes to reach the private villa of the two, pushed open the iron gate, and Luo Yibei hit her and hugged her.

Holding her to the house, he leaned over and kissed her lips.

Walking and walking, it seems that some of them are not smooth, and they have changed their posture to hold the pool.

Fang Chi Xia tonight was very cooperative. His arms were around his neck and he kissed him back and helped him to take off his clothes.