The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

At this moment, Fang Chi Xia is like a cat with claws.

She bite very heavy, just stimulated by him, she is purely in retaliation.

When the bite of the blood between the two populations was filled, I wanted to evacuate, but the head of the head was buckled by Luo Yibei.

"So I want to leave?" The hand pressed her head, pulled her head toward herself, wiped away the **** blood on the lips, and he did not show signs of anger, and the lips seemed to overflow with evil. “Like so intense?”

Fang Chi Xia Yizheng, alerting him what he wanted to do, raising his hand conditionally wanting to lie between the two, Luo Yibei, but her hand was restrained.

Against her back to the back of the chair, pressing her hand against the chair behind her, leaning over, his lips pointed at her lips and kissed. "Now it's my turn!"

"Go back and say it!" Fang Chixia's hand was lifted and he wanted to push him away. However, he did not pull it out.

Luo Yibei’s kiss, barbaric, violent, violent storms swept down, washed away all the distracting thoughts in her brain, plundering her breath, her thoughts, forcing Fang Chixia’s senses to leave only him. The strong incitement has not been able to wave for a long time.

Fang Chi Xia’s wrist twitched in his hands, and at the beginning he still knew that he was struggling, and he was forgotten after the struggle.

The two did not know how long they kissed until a security guard from the Qing family suddenly came over here.

The man did not seem to see the situation inside the car. Only when Luo Yibei had a situation here, he asked about it. "Northern Master, what help is needed?"

The awkward voice made Fang Chi Xia return to God. Some of them looked at their eyes and laughed a little and narrowed Luo Yibei. They panicked and pushed him away. "It's time to go back!"

Luo Yibei Li did not care about the man outside. When his figure was approaching, the throttle under his foot stepped on him, and the sports car made a beautiful turn at the gate of the Qing family. He bypassed the man and gusted. Go ahead and go.

"I have booked a seat in the night tonight." He walked a long way forward, he said faintly.

Fang Chi Xia stunned, a little unexpected, but answered his voice but nothing, "Oh."

"I didn't go to work early to leave early, deducting one-third of the salary." Thinking of her pigeons, he took another sentence.

Fang Chi Xia Guangguang swept his face and angered, "Why do I deduct one-third?"

"Let's rely on it," Luo Yibei squinted at her, and his lips smacked a slap in the face, spit out the latter half of the sentence. "Just with Rong Xi, now I have the final say!"

In a word, Fang Chi Xia was blocked and turned back without words.

Rong Xi is now, indeed, he has the final say.

The line of sight was stiff and sideways. Fang Chi Xia did not discuss this issue with him.

The two cars are slowly driving on the road, and it is half an hour after arriving at night.

Fang Chixia didn't know that he had prepared a lot for tonight, only when the two were just casually dining. After getting off the bus, she first went in front of him and went in.

Going through the long trestle to the door of the night, she just thought it was very deserted today, but still didn't think much.

Step by step, I want to find a seat to sit down, and suddenly I found a table at the audience today.

A long wooden table with a white openwork tablecloth, a few elegant European candles on the table, and a lot of purple hyacinths on the table.