The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Luo Yibei looked faintly at the sheets she was holding, and slowly walked over and stared at her face. He was very tempted. "What is the red face, what do you think?"

"There is still a lot of things waiting for me to do it. I will go out first." Fang Chi Xia was not able to do it. He arranged his bed in a panic and walked out with his sheets.

She went out on this road and was still red, and did not give the sheets to the person in charge of cleaning to wash, but returned to her room to wash.

Luo Yibei only walked out of the house in the afternoon.

When it came down, Fang Chi Xia was not in the lobby.

He glanced and then turned to the garden.

This hotel is small but has a very nice garden.

The afternoon sun is warm and white like a soft touch.

The garden is very quiet, far away, only Fang Chixia is sitting alone on a wicker chair.

Luo Yibei looked at her quietly, walked a few steps, stood next to her and stared at her sleeping face.

When she falls asleep, she usually has a lot of pleasing eyes than usual, and her bleak sleep is as pure as a child.

At this time, she is almost forgotten about her usual unpleasant behavior.

Luo Yibei stared at her for a while, watching her seem to curl up a little uncomfortable, bent over, wanting to pick her up and go to the room.

Who knows that the hand just stretched out, Fang Chixia's closed eyes suddenly opened.

Then, the previous sly face was like the illusion that Luo Yibei saw. She stared at him first, and then violently pushed his hand away.

Luo Yibei’s hand that stretched out was so stiff and his face was a bit cold.

Does she still dislike him?

"Looking for death?" Black face, his tone is gloomy.

"If you have the ability, you must kill me first!" Lifting his face, Fang Chixia is not willing to show weakness.

When she said this, she didn't think too much. When she said it, she immediately realized that something was wrong.

Oops.

"Let's die?" Luo Yibei chewed her words, and the scorpion was dangerously sinking. "This is what you said!"

Pushing her on the back of the chair, pressing her body, and holding her clothes began to pull.

"Louis North, what are you doing? Here is the garden! You are going away!" Fang Chixia's face was white, his hands and feet were struggling in his arms, he was kicked open by the body, and the cat was waisted down from him. Out, protect the clothes and go to the house.

She ran very fast, and her footsteps were a bit sloppy, almost escaping.

Luo Yibei coldly admired her escape, and followed her slender legs.

When I came to the lobby, Fang Chi Xia was not there, and the hotel owner was just there.

A French woman of forty or so, after he entered, her eyes stared at him without hesitation.

"What's wrong?" Luo Yibei was inexplicably seen by her, and asked casually.

"And Xia Xia know?" The proprietress called Fang Chi Xia also called very kind, Luo Yibei did not expect her to go anywhere to be so lovable.

"Yeah." Staring at the man and glanced at him, he faintly responded.

“The husband and wife quarreled?” the man asked again.

"Yeah." Luo Yibei once again gave her a voice.

After receiving a positive answer, the boss’s voice suddenly opened.

Counting down from family, she counted him down. "You said, even if you don't, you shouldn't leave your wife alone in the place before yesterday. Isn't it? After you lost someone, you are looking for it again. After the Cold War, I knew it, why bother?"