The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia line looked in his direction and wanted to tell him, but the eyes of the corner of the eye slanted to a group of people around her, she held back the impulse.

"Just running too fast, my stomach is not comfortable."

Luo Yibei gave a slight glimpse and asked, "How do you know where I am?"

"Sloan said that he missed his mouth."

"How come you think about it?" Luo Yibei snorted and looked at her eyes as deep as the clear spring water. "Stupid?"

"There have been a lot of calls for you in the past few days. You haven't answered them all the time. I am very worried." Fang Chi Xia's eyes are a little hot and humid. "I made a lot of calls, why don't I always pick up?"

"Busy to open a large group of flies, did not hear." Luo Yi North ink smashed a soft light, the corner of the lips slightly outlined, gentle as the North Aurora.

"The message has not been seen?" Fang Chixia asked.

Luo Yibei shook his head lightly.

He really didn't hear it. He was followed up shortly after he came to the Middle East. He was busy all the time to deal with this wave of people.

It is purely coincidental to appear in this desert, and it has nothing to do with the message of Fang Chixia.

"Is it still hurt?" Luo Yibei's gaze glanced at her abdomen.

Fang Chi Xia squinted at the people around his eyes, his voice was low. "First think of ways to put this group of people flat."

Two people are talking about Mandarin, and I don’t know if people around can understand.

From beginning to end, there is no one.

Luo Yibei seems to want to say something. Behind him, a man’s voice is cold and can’t be inserted. “Are you enough? Is it enough to be our turn?”

Luo Yibei glanced sharply at the man's face, and saw the man shuddering back.

The corner of his eye slanted to Fang Chi Xia behind him, and his muzzle slammed against her.

"Don't mess! Otherwise, I will take her first!"

Luo Yibei’s eyes sank and the scorpion snorted slightly.

"The gun in your hand is down!" The man with the gun screamed at him.

"In this world, no one dares to threaten me like this!" Luo Yi looked at him with no expression on the north, saying that he was proficient in Arabic.

His words are innocent and the tone is very slow.

However, the words seemed to have a needle, and the word was so painful that the person holding the gun had a pain, and the gun held was obviously trembling.

However, the current situation is in a weak position and is clearly on the north side of Luoyi.

Thinking of this, the man rekindled his morale.

"Put the gun down!" The volume was raised, and the muzzle in the hand was changed to the head of Fang Chixia. "Otherwise I shot first!"

Luo Yibei squatted and looked at Fang Chixia's face.

Fang Chixia's face is still very pale. With her guts, Luo Yibei knows that it is impossible to be scared by the situation at the moment. It may only be that the body is still very uncomfortable.

Luo Yibei hesitated, half bent down, and the gun in his hand slowly dropped to the ground.

The hand of the gun has not fallen off, and a scream of Fang Chixia suddenly sounded. "Don't let it go!"

Luo Yibei slightly stunned, his face lifted up.

"Don't let me! I won't be hurt!" Fang Chixia's gaze looked straight at him, his eyes were very determined.

Luo Yibei’s deep shackles became more and more tight after her words.

Lightly squatting, he didn't know what was thought of, the bent body, and straightened up again.

If he did not make any mistakes in the Middle East investigation, Fang Chixia’s words, Thaksin!

Two people did not reasonably play cards, and a group of people with guns behind them seemed to have changed slightly.