The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

He looked at her eyes a little sharp, the chill in the light, like a vortex in the wind like a condensed, eyes squinted on her body, like a knife, scraping the square pool summer skin pain.

Obviously, he didn't feel that he was wrong at the time.

Fang Chi Xia was seen by him as creepy. When he looked at him, she seemed to be in the thorns. If she accidentally took a wrong step, she would be smashed.

Fang Chi Xia really can't stand this kind of atmosphere, and the four eyes are opposite. It only stagnates for less than two minutes. She is very ignorant. "The new things will not happen in the future. I will keep those photos." Only for future babies."

In fact, calm down, she can understand the violentness of Luo Yibei.

In his eyes, the only stupid thing ever done in history, even if it was spread out, even a group of three or four-year-old Xiaomao.

With his proud self-esteem, he can't tolerate this kind of thing as normal.

Luo Yibei was quite satisfied with her softness. The suffocation in her eyes converges. He squinted at his leg and hooked her finger at her. "Sit down!"

Fang Chixia didn't want to make trouble with him in this kind of thing, hesitated, and sat down.

Luo Yibei, an arm hooked her waist, pinched her small chin at her fingertips, staring at her obviously grievous face, and her lips fainted, and her palms followed her. The body curve slowly goes down.

Swim through her slender waist, and in the gaze of Fang Chixia, he lifted her up and groped her hand to her tun.

Fang Chi Xia was shocked and his body bounced in his arms.

I want to get up, but he is pressed back, "Sit well!"

Fang Chi Xia's face is full of red, although the couple have been so many years, but such a red/naked intimacy, she is still inevitable.

"Is it still hurting?" Luo Yibei was helping her her hips had just been ravaged by his palms, and it was just right.

Fang Chi Xia is not so emotional, when his temper is soft, he sprinkles with him, complains, complains, and may make men more pampered.

However, her character can't be done.

"Give a slap and give sweetness?" Her words, with obvious irony.

Luo Yibei faintly snorted, the movements on his hand, slowed down, strength, and a lot lighter.

His movements are not so much awkward as it is to swim, the speed is slow, and the square pool on the buttocks seems to be burning.

Fang Chi Xia sat very uncomfortable, his body moved in his arms, and his ears were a little red.

Luo Yibei quietly observed her reaction, her face tilted in her direction. "This kind of sweetness, do you like it?"

Low and low voices, like the low-dumb melody of the ancient record player, magnetic.

His 撩/ dial, red/naked did not hide.

The flush on the ears of Fang Chi Xia seems to be more intense.

The place where the body touched him was like being bitten by thousands of ants, and she was uncomfortably writhing.

"I don't like it!" Calm down, she looked calm.

"Oh? Is it?" The gaze that fixed her eyes on her side, sighed softly at her, and he asked, "What, like?"

The palm slowly moved up the curve of her tun, and the eyebrows picked it up evilly. "So?"

Fang Chi Xia's breath is somewhat unstable, "Luo Yibei, you are called to show off male color!"