The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Life experience is a pain that Fang Chi Xia buried in the deep bottom of my heart. Although it usually looks like a sharp tooth, it is torn off and strong, and the deepest part of my heart is touched. Like ordinary people, she will hurt.

When I was not in the house, many of the children who lived with her in the orphanage were picked up by the family, but only her, the true relatives have never appeared.

This gives her the feeling of being abandoned, or being detained.

The face of Fang Chixia was buried in the arms of Luo Yibei. She did not know how long it was twitching, and her mood was very unstable.

Luo Yibei raised his hand and patted her back again and again. The voice was so soft that he didn’t notice it. "It’s okay, it’s okay..."

He was Fang Chi Xia, who had never seen this before. He suddenly saw that he was a little overwhelmed.

The two people kept this position in the living room and didn't know how long. After the voice in the arms gradually weakened, Luo Yibei slammed her and turned to the bedroom upstairs.

Looking at her tonight is a bit pitiful, Luo Yibei did not bother her.

After so many days after they got married, he rarely let her go.

The next day he woke up a bit late. When he went downstairs, Fang Chi Xia was holding the Persian cat he sent her in the living room.

She is giving her a name, both hands holding the cat's round body, the mood seems to be pretty good, and even a rare enthusiasm to say hello to him, "Luo Yibei, you said we named it Is it good to call Yuanbao?"

Luo Yi’s north corner was pumped, and the opening was ironic. “You are not bad?”

"What's the relationship? I think it's very good!" Fang Chixia disapproved, poked the cat's belly, and contributed a lot of enthusiasm. "Would you like Jin Cancan? Jin Cancan is good, more smooth."

"Or another one hundred billion? One hundred billion, the high-end atmosphere is on the grade."

"Right, if you want to call a lot, there is a lot of money, this is not bad!"

She smiled on her face and swept the haze last night, as if the one he saw last night was just an illusion he had.

Luo Yibei is still more accustomed to her like this, staring at her for a while, watching her eyes full of disdain, "Fang Chi Xia, you lost money in the eyes?"

"The owner of this cat is me. All the rights are in my hands. I want to know how to call it is my business!" Fang Chixia picked up the cat, gave him a white look, and took the cat to the garden. I went to take a shower.

As she walked, she was chatting with the cat. "We call a lot of money, okay?"

The cat seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied and scratched her.

"What do you scratch me? Don't like it? If you don't like it, then it's round and round, oh, and you have a lot of shapes!" Fang Chixia was somewhat dissatisfied with its behavior.

The cat jumped straight and grabbed her hair.

Fang Chixia flashed back and forth, murderously released the killer, "Hey, why are you catching me! I will change the dough again!"

The name she took was a very prestigious name, and the dough made her want to be round and flat.

The cat's momentum suddenly weakened, as if she was really scared by her, and she really fell in her arms.

"It's called a group." Fang Chixia finalized it, took it to the garden, and placed it in a bathtub.

Luo Yibei looked at her back in a quiet voice, and slowly followed.