The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

He talks like this, regardless of your identity, and there is no room for damage.

Lu Yuan, a young lady who was raised in the palm of her hand when she was a child, when someone had spoken to her, was blocked by a word, and his face was very ugly.

"Disappeared in front of me in three seconds!" Luo Yibei cold face, did not even look at her.

Lu Yuan stood stiff in the same place, his fingertips licked the meat of his hand, and his face was red for a while.

She wants to be beautiful and beautiful, to be temperament and temperament, to have a family, and a lot of people in C city who are chasing her. Why have they been wronged?

The only one she took the initiative to attack, did not mention the wall, but also so cold face, which made her very unwilling.

"Luo Shao..." Opening, wanting to say something, Luo Yibei spit her a cold word, "roll!"

A very cold word, like the wind that suddenly blows from the cellar, is cold without a trace of human temperature.

Lu Yuan was shocked by him and stepped back two steps. He ran away with a face turned away.

The glass of the medicine that was under the medicine was still in the hands of the waiter.

The waiter didn't know what to do and put it back in the tray.

Who knows that there are still no two steps left. Shi Yanyang, who just went to the bathroom, suddenly came to this side.

"Who was provoked? Is it so cold-faced, not afraid to scare people?" Shi Yanyang walked and sneered.

When I was around the waiter, I took a glass of wine and returned to where I was.

The wine that I took was just the cup that Lu Yuan had touched!

The waiter looked at him quietly, and the sweat on his forehead scared a few drops and wanted to say something, but he was afraid to stir himself in. Finally he said nothing and sullenly left.

Although Luo Yibei refused Lu Yuan, but in fact did not carefully look at the glass of wine, and put it back on the tray, all of them grow up almost, he did not pay attention.

After Shi Yanyang sat down, he poured the glass of wine on his head.

I just drank a few mouthfuls, licked it, and spit it out before I swallowed it.

His face was a bit strange, relishing the taste of the wine, and the brows were screwed and twisted.

"What's wrong?" Luo Yibei faintly glanced at him and handed him a piece of paper towel to him.

Didn't wait for him to answer, looking at the distance and bravely seemed to be a woman who wanted to come and give her arms. He frowned, took a coat and put it on his body, stood up and left. "I am leaving." Here, I will hand it over to you.

Shi Yanyang’s face was kept in a 45-degree drooping posture, and his face was very unsightly.

He is also a good person who has seen so many people in the world. A cup of wine is not clean, and he tastes it all at once.

The stiffness sat in place for a while, and the hand smashed the head that had begun to stun, and he called Schroe not far away.

At this time, Schloin was playing with his left and right. When he received the call, he seemed to have a gasping voice in his voice. He felt that something was wrong and he rushed over.

"Brother, are you okay?" He ran very efficiently. Who knows that after running, he stared at Shi Yanyang for a while, only when he drank too much, this time he couldn’t walk anymore. Out of my mobile phone address book, I saw one of the names at a glance, and a phone call was over. "Yan Yan, hurry to save the car, my brother is drunk, now I need you, the mountain resort, waiting for you!"

Dial out the number, childish!