The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The hotel that wants to stop by car to Luoyi North, passing through the hotel lobby, is in front of it, and a figure suddenly walks over here.

Fang Chixia's line of sight was stiff and looked at the other side's figure. Looking at the figure slowly entering the field of vision, her pupil was slightly enlarged, and her face was white.

On the avenue leading to the hotel lobby, Leng Qihan walked slowly along with the two assistants, walking side by side, and talking to people around him.

"Is the things that have been told in the early days been done?"

"Cold Master, it's already alright!"

"Don't make any mistakes."

"We will do our best."

He didn't seem to notice Fang Chixi here. From the beginning to the end, he was communicating with the two people who were there. The clear and cold voice sounded in the big lobby. It was not high or low, just like the cold air in the morning.

Entering the mouth of the lobby, the side facing the front seems to be turning sideways. Fang Chixia's face changed, his eyes fluttered to the side of a marble column, and the body flashed in.

Her reaction was very sensitive, and she felt his movements, and the next second disappeared into his vision.

There are many marble columns in the lobby of the hotel, which spread all the way to the other end along the end of the lobby, one every two meters away.

Footsteps, step by step in the direction of her, cold prayer is still coming into the hotel.

Hey, the whole lobby is his voice.

Fang Chixia hid behind the marble, listening to the footsteps of his slowly approaching, raising a baseball cap that he had just held in his hand to cover his face, and the body slowly moved along the stone pillar as he approached. .

The heart of Fang Chi Xia’s heart is very fast.

Every step of the footsteps increases the heart rate by one point.

She didn't expect the two to meet on this occasion. She hated the feeling that the world was infiltrating into her world everywhere, no matter where she went.

Cold and cold is still walking towards this side, hehe, hey, the footsteps do not know why, slowed down.

Fang Chi Xia's heartbeat, suddenly missed a few beats.

Back against the icy marble column, the thin back is close to the curved cylinder, her body shrinks and the cap on her head is lowered.

Hey, hey, one, two, the footsteps coming toward the inside, for some reason, suddenly stopped again.

With the stop, there are two men who came in with him.

"Cold Master, what's wrong?" One of the men looked up and looked at him suspiciously, and seemed to be puzzled by his behavior.

Cold and praying to stop in the same place, eyes gazing around, just staring quietly at the neighborhood, no answer.

"Where is it wrong?" The man standing on the other side of his side asked with a nervous nerve.

Cold and cold did not know that after hearing his words, he was still staring around.

His eyes swam slowly, quietly sweeping through the corners, as if looking for something.

Two men standing next to you, look at me, I look at you, I am puzzled by his behavior, but I dare not continue to ask.

Fang Chi Xia leaned against the back of the stone pillar, and his body was stretched straight, standing stiffly there, and he did not dare to move.

In the hall, it was unusually quiet.

Like the whole world, it has stopped working.

Quiet, Fang Chi Xia seems to feel the sound of his heart jumping out of his chest.