The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

His fingertips have been stroking her shoulder straps, wrapping the gauze shoulder straps around the fingertips and wrapping them around, feeling like a second second.

His face was very close to her, and her breath was thin on her face, warm and warm.

"It's time to go back!" Fang Chixia was very stiff, afraid that he would come in chaos and raise his arms to support himself and him.

Luo Yibei ignored her, pulled her hand away, pressed against the wall, and the big hand held her hand.

"Luo Yibei, what do you want?" Fang Chixia was slightly annoyed with his behavior, watching his eyes seem to be like a fire.

"Is this temper?" Luo Yibei raised her head and glanced at her, and her speech was very loose.

Fang Chixia's face is stiff and stiff.

Was it blocked by a man in a bathroom where someone could enter or leave at any time. Isn't it normal for her to have no temper?

Luo Yibei's face slowly lifted, her eyes turned to her lips, her fingertips clasped her small and delicate chin, and her face slowly poured over.

Fang Chi Xia Yi, aware of what he wants to do, face to the side, evasively evasive.

An action made Luo Yibei's brow wrinkled and rigidly pushed her face back.

Fang Chixia was a little annoyed at his behavior. He raised his arm and wanted to hit him. Luo Yibei also buckled her hand up.

Folding and pressing on his chest, the handsome face went over, there was no movement, behind him, a sound could not be heard, "Public occasions!"

The sound of a playfulness in the cold seems to be very idle.

Fang Chi Xia Yi, Luo Yi North is also a trip.

The eyes of the two men flanked at the same time. They saw the rushing rushing over the squad, and Fang Chixia’s face was a little embarrassed, and he pushed Luo Yibei one by one and unwillingly opened his face.

Luo Yibei body blocked her, if nothing had helped her sort out the lower shoulder strap, and swept the murmur of Qing Muchen, "I will not speak when I walk?"

"I thought that my voice was not small." Qing Muchen looked back at him, and the person who had nothing happened directly into the bathroom. "When I don't exist, you can continue."

His tone was very calm, and he did not feel that he had bumped into the intimacy of Luo Yibei and Fang Chi Xia, and he was very light from beginning to end.

Luo Yibei eyes sent him into the figure, and his eyes were pumped.

Fang Chi Xia Meng pushed him away and turned to the restaurant.

After returning, for a dinner, several people continued.

There are not many words in Luo Yibei and Qing Muchen. The whole journey is almost only the voice of Tong Yan and Fang Chi Xia.

At the end of the day is nine o'clock.

Tong Yan and Qing Muchen just arrived in Nice today and sat for more than ten hours. After dinner, they went directly to the home where they were resettled.

For a time, only Fang Chi Xia and Luo Yibei were left.

Fang Chixia stood at the intersection and began to prepare for his own car. Luo Yibei’s car leaned against her in front of her and stopped her sight.

"Come up!" His eyes swept over her face, he demanded.

Fang Chixia stared at him for a moment, hesitated, or pulled the door and sat up.

After returning to the villa, Fang Chi Xia advanced house.

Luo Yibei slowed down behind her, her eyes quietly falling on her, seemingly thinking about something.

The garden of the villa is very large, the road where the two people are located is a cobblestone trail, and the surrounding is very quiet and misty.

When the two people walked in tandem, the road of the garden was halfway, the sound of Luo Yibei was cold and sounded. "The last time the cruise was a gamble, if you don't intervene, I will win!"