The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

When Fang Chi Xia saw the arrangement of the table, he directly thought of Luo Yibei.

Luo Yibei and her meal, many times the table is designed like this.

There are a lot of candles in the dining room, all on the dining table, and every corner of the restaurant is also surrounded by the entire dining area.

Fang Chixia stood in the middle of the restaurant and stared at the room quietly. His eyes turned stiff and he turned to Luo Yibei.

Luo Yibei did not explain, crossed her and walked over and helped her open the chair. "Come here."

Fang Chi Xia returned to God and walked down if nothing happened.

Luo Yibei called the French waiter, elegantly ordering a series of dishes in French, and Fang Chixia stared at the hyacinth on the table.

He prepared a purple hyacinth, a very beautiful and very rare light purple.

Fang Chixia stared at the flowers and only felt very beautiful when she looked at it. At that time, she didn't know that the purple hyacinth's flower language was, sorry.

Luo Yibei did not explain, just a faint question, "Like?"

"Fortunately." Fang Chixia took a flower and smelled it, and the answer was very conservative.

Luo Yibei just smiled a little and didn't say much.

The meal ordered by the two people was sent up one after another.

The waiter in the neat waiter costume stepped forward and respectfully poured two glasses of red wine for the two.

The slender hand picked up the glass, and Luo Yibei’s gaze looked at her at the other end of the table through the sly candlelight, and her lips squinted.

Fang Chixia was a bit hungry at this time. After the food was delivered, he was eating and eating himself, and he was not polite with him.

Her eyes were very focused and she didn't lift her face from start to finish.

The restaurant was carefully arranged, and Luo Yibei’s eyes were ignored by her.

Luo Yibei just pulled his lips, but he said nothing.

When Fang Chi was dining in the summer, he stood up and left for a while, holding a mobile phone and not knowing who to call, seems to be telling something.

He and she stood a little far away, and Fang Chi Xia did not hear it, he heard the words "layout".

Only when he was talking about the venue of the Rongxi conference, she didn't think much, still quietly using her own dinner.

Luo Yibei came back a few minutes later.

Sitting quietly, the two people separated by ten days, the first time no noisy, no trouble, no cold war, it was rare to use a dinner in harmony.

When I went out, Fang Chi Xia still walked in front.

Her footsteps were a little brisk, passing through the trestle that was lit by the lights, to the outside street, pulling the door to go up, and suddenly she was stunned by the scene inside.

There are a lot of flowers in the car. It is the most cheesy rose in the north of Luoyi. Each color is gathered together, and the bouquet covers the rear seat.

As soon as the door is opened, the entire car is filled with the aroma of roses.

Fang Chi looked at the flowers in summer, and his eyes were a little lost.

"Give it to you." Luo Yibei walked a few steps, opened the door and prepared to sit up, as if she was afraid of her thinking, added another sentence, "only sent you this!"

Fang Chi Xia slightly stunned, watching his eyes are a little wrong.

Luo Yibei did not explain too much, and his eyes squinted at the position on his side, indicating that she was sitting down.

Fang Chi Xia took the car door and followed him up.

The eyes fixed on the flowers behind, and she did not understand the purpose of his sudden doing so.

Luo Yi's north lip corner was only slightly smashed, and the car went to the villa of the two.