The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

"I am going to help you with a drink!" Seeing Luo Yibei seems to be a little dry, Fang Chixia accompanied him and turned to the wine area.

The spotlights were a bit dark, and Luo Yibei had been communicating with customers. The velvet cloth itself was folded up, very small, and he did not see it.

Not far away, Xi Yaheng quietly witnessed the scene here, and the lips were lightly hooked.

As he walked over to the side, he walked over and turned his back, blocking the sight of Luo Yibei, bending over and picking up the things on the ground. He looked at the cloth without moving.

I saw the hair inside, and the curvature of the lips was raised a little higher.

There are still Cheng Xixi's!

Living together in a palace from a young age, wanting to get 裴承熙, for him, it is easy!

Xi Yaheng did not stay on the scene for too long, and soon after picking up the velvet cloth.

I left very suddenly, and even let Luo Yi squatted.

Slightly squinting, staring at his back and watching, Luo Yibei did not understand why he appeared.

Fang Chixia came from afar, handed him the glass of wine in his hand, and talked with the customer over the side. "Mr. Leysin is from France? My major is French, and I always like France very much. When I was in school, the biggest dream was that I would have the opportunity to go to the country to experience the customs and customs there. I worked later, and there were more opportunities. Now I have less time. If I have a chance, if I go to France again, Sit?"

"my pleasure!"

Luo Yibei has a lot of customers tonight, and seems to know who he is, and he knows him.

Fang Chixia accompanied him for a while, his stomach was a little hungry, and he went to the self-service feeding area.

I picked myself up with a large plate of food and just wanted to use it. The garden of the villa, a long figure suddenly passed slowly from her eyes.

Fang Chi Xia slightly stunned, his face was wrongly lifted.

I want to see it, however, there is no figure in front.

Fang Chi Xia's fork in the hand gently stirred the food in the dish, thinking about what he just saw, a little uncertain is true, or just an illusion.

If she is not mistaken, does she see that person?

However, how can he appear to be in such a dark world as people who seem to be walking in the dark world forever?

Fangchi quietly stared at the garden in front of him, his eyes glanced around in the air.

There are only a few guests in the garden who occasionally carry wine glasses, one or two intimately whispering lovers of love, two or three waiters, two or three talking about business guests.

That's it.

Fang Chi Xia did not care too much, and lowered his head and continued to use the meal.

Under the shade of the garden, a gaze quietly looked at the scene here. The line of sight stayed on her for a long time. In the dark night, the dark ink was deep and deep...

Fang Chixia stayed at the dinner party for a long time. I don't know why, from the moment of noon today to the scene of the dinner, she always felt that her eyes were always staring at herself.

Just, every time I looked back, I didn’t see anything.

Luo Yibei is drinking again tonight.

Fang Chi Xia is not afraid of him drunk, she knows that he is not likely to get drunk.

What she was afraid of was that he continued to toss her like a night last night.

Around ten o'clock in the evening, and regardless of Luo Yibei still socializing, Fang Chixia was afraid that he would drink too much, and he left the scene while he was walking. "Go, go, go back!"