The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The sun on the sea is very bright, white and white, and when bathed on the body, the warmth is like the wind that suddenly rises in the same dryness.

Luo Yibei was still on the boat. When Fang Chixia walked onto the deck, he was sitting at the table where the two had a meal last night, and several servants stood around.

Did she come up, and several servants who had been standing by him quietly retreated.

Fang Chixia sat down at his opposite position, and Shantou was a sentence, "Would we still be here today?"

"How? Don't like it?" Luo Yibei still used his own meals gracefully, and he was careless when he spoke.

Fang Chi Xia does not really like it. On the contrary, she even thinks that the scenery on the cruise ship is particularly good.

However, she could not tell Luo Yibei about this.

Maybe you can say it, the two will not disembark in a few days.

"Fortunately." Learning his usual tone and giving him an ambiguous answer, Fang Chixia walked a few steps and sat opposite him.

Holding the fork, while enjoying the seascape, I casually solved my breakfast. Out of accident, Luo Yibei led her after she had finished using the meal.

Here is Sicily, the birthplace of the Italian Mafia. There are many large and small organizations on the island, and there are many transactions on the sea.

When the two men went to the boat in tandem, there were several ships parked around them. It seems that from time to time, black suits and black sunglasses can be seen, and trained men are in groups.

When the two went out, they just came over to a dozen men with guns.

When Fang Chixia came here last night, it was very quiet here. I didn't think it would be so dark outside.

Looking at a group of people in front of me, she had already opened a distance with Luo Yibei, and followed up a few steps.

Luo Yibei still walked his own way without squinting, and did not turn sideways from head to tail.

He is like a person who hasn't happened, his face is indifferent, it feels like he hasn't put a group of people in his eyes.

Once, as soon as they went, the people on both sides were taking their own paths.

It was also safe and sound.

Who knows when passing by, the head of a group of black men in the face of the cold look can not look at the two people.

Fang Chi Xia was seen in a tight heart, and the body unconsciously leaned against Luo Yibei.

The man's gaze first glanced at her, then looked at Luo Yibei, fixed his face, and watched for a few seconds, the gun in his hand suddenly rose.

"Be careful!" Fang Chixia's gaze has been squinting at the man, and he noticed his movements. She steadily pushed Luo Yibei to the side and fell to the side.

A gunshot of "砰" sounded after the action of the two men.

Luo Yibei did not seem to have such a sudden situation. First, he looked at Fang Chixia with a look of silence. He did not see any wounds, and his eyes swept sharply toward the man who shot.

As soon as the long leg was lifted, a stone was shot from the side, and the gun in the hand of the person was kicked, and the gun was shot down.

He shot quickly, staring at the gun, trying to get the person up one step at a time. In the air, a bullet flew out and shot again in the direction of the two.

Luo Yibei squatted in the square pool in summer, and his eyes sank.