The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia was stunned by him for a long time.

"Baby, if it's boring, we have a lot of things to do." The slender legs changed their postures and lazily overlapped. Luo Yibei took the rose branch in her hand and took a look at it. Going into the trash can not far away.

"For example, go out for a walk, such as going back to the room to do something to do, and sun drying on the balcony, huh?" His tone is very lazy. When he speaks, his hand still does not move from her leg. Open, fingertips play the piano, and even point it on her skin.

Fang Chi Xia was especially speechless to him, and his face was reminded. "You can take your hand off and say it."

"So, do you want to stay and listen?" Luo Yibei lazily glanced at her, did not move her hand as she requested, but gently stroking it.

Fang Chi Xia was very ignorant of him, calmed down the look, and she changed her mind to him. "It’s already a good teacher, and people are coming. It’s not appropriate to leave halfway."

After a pause, and squinted at the teacher who smiled at her and looked at her, she added, "So old man, put people pigeons, are you so embarrassed?"

She is speaking Chinese, and the teacher who teaches her flowers can't understand.

Luo Yibei gave her a look, and the corner of her eyes was pumped.

If he wants to do something, he will not give anyone face.

Fang Chi Xia is not much better than him.

What the teacher is just an excuse, she just doesn't want to go!

"What time is it?" He lifted his watch and looked at the time. He did not continue to stalemate with her.

"Two hours later."

Luo Yibei released his hand and lazily leaned back on the back of his chair, arms around his chest, indicating that she would continue. "Well, I am waiting for you."

Fang Chi Xia breathed a sigh of relief and continued to chat with the teacher.

"Madam, let's go! Where did you just say? Is the flower branch so short?"

"Right, clever-girl!"

Behind Luo Yibei, a lot of security.

From the beginning to the end, I just sat quietly in my seat and stared at her without expression, without any interference with her.

When he was cold, he sat there as if he was sitting on an ice sculpture.

The room was sunny and the flowers were overflowing. It seemed to be suddenly shrouded in a cool breeze, and the air pressure was much lower.

The teacher who took the flower arrangement looked at him in several directions.

Fang Chixia has long been eccentric about his indifference, ignoring him from beginning to end, and is very focused on learning his own flower arrangement.

Two lessons took two hours and ended in a bouquet.

The material used in the summer pool is the cherry blossom grass and the hydrangea, which is the same as the material that Luo Yibei used to send her every morning.

These two flowers are flowers that can often be seen at the wedding, whether it is the bride's bouquet or the flower wall that decorates the venue.

Luo Yibei stared at the flowers in the room and looked up. He stood up and walked out of the house and stopped at the door. He suddenly floated, "The floral art at the wedding is also responsible for it!"

Not asking, but affirmative.

Fang Chixia had been behind him. He suddenly braked. She didn't control it for a while, and the body leaned forward and ran into his back.

"What are you talking about?" She licked her nose and she didn't hear him.

Luo Yi was over the north side, and the corner of his eye glanced in her direction, spit out a word, "I am talking about the wedding in the future!"