The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia Yi, the line of sight turned stiff.

The fireworks outside the balcony are still going on, screaming, one after another.

A very beautiful fireworks feast, the color is the purple light, a beam of light bursting through the sky, like the spring water spouting from the hot springs, intertwined in the air, and finally transformed into the shape of a blossoming snow lotus, the sky is like the next A dreamy meteor shower.

Fang Chijing stared quietly outside for a while, and she twitched her eyebrows.

The ringtone of the mobile phone sounds at the right time, and the caller ID is the name of Luo Yibei.

Fang Chixia stared at the flashing avatar on the screen and looked at it. He stiffened and picked up the phone.

Borrowing what he had just said, she opened her mouth. "What happened? Going on the plane?"

"Come out!" Luo Yibei's voice is very overbearing.

Fang Chi Xia Yi, looked up and stared at the fireworks that were still blooming outside, and took a few steps to the balcony with his mobile phone.

Luo Yibei stood downstairs, holding a bouquet of champagne-colored eustoma in his hand, and the black-eyed cockroach looked at her quietly, and it seemed to reflect the whole starry sky.

His face was very eye-catching, and under the glare of fireworks above his head, it was more like a dazzling glow.

There are still a lot of people living in Fangchixia. The place where he stands is just the entrance to the community.

He could have become a focus when he was there, and when he held a bunch of flowers in his hand, he saw the passing of girls and girls.

Luo Yibei is very disliked to be looked at. He seems to be a little impatient, but today he has not lost his temper.

"Go down!" The eyes turned to Fang Chi Xia upstairs, he asked again.

Fangchi Xia Lips angled up, and opened the door and ran down.

When going downstairs, the fireworks above the top of the head continued.

"Is the plane in Northern Ireland wrong again?" Standing a few meters away from him, watching his face in the night with a fire-catching face behind her, she even made a joke with him.

"Forgot to bring things, all are back." Luo Yibei answered very smoothly.

"This way!" Fang Chi Xia followed his words and said, "Forgot to bring anything?"

Luo Yibei fixedly looked at her, and did not change her face back to her three words, "My wife."

Fang Chi Xia smashed, and the lips and corners were pulled down.

"Hold!" Luo Yibei apparently did not send anyone to spend, the bouquet in the hand is placed in her arms, eyes loosing away, holding her out.

Fang Chixia held the bunch of flowers he had sent behind him, walking, staring at the bouquet.

"Why not a rose?" After a few steps, she asked coldly.

Luo Yibei gave her a look and turned back and said, "You are not vulgar?"

His tone was like a contempt, and Fang Chixia was silently silent.

Do you usually send roses without flowers?

"Where?" followed him a few steps, she asked again.

"Follow the walk." Luo Yibei did not directly answer, opened the door to let her sit up, and then I sat on the driver's seat, the white sports car slammed out of the distance.

He took her to the beach, and Fang Chixia was reflexive thinking that he would take her to the place where the night was colored. Who knows that Luo Yibei took her to the beach and even took her on a cruise ship. .

The white cruise ship sailed out of the sea, and the destination seemed to be an island nearby.