The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Looking at the group of people beside the bathtub, he walked a few steps and picked up a layer of skin on the back of the group. The action directly threw it out.

His movements are simple, rude, and very simple.

More simply, he actually locked the door and walked in.

"You go out!" Fang Chi Xia looked up and looked at him. He wanted to take the towel next to him to cover himself. The tone of Luo Yibei’s scorn was faint. "I have seen it so many times, how? Or one year. What is different after and a year ago?"

His words are full of extreme irony, the tone is very cold, and there is still a boundless evil.

Fang Chi Xia's face was stiff, his eyes coldly looked at him, and he wanted to pick up the wet towel on his hand and lick it.

She glared at him with resentment. She apologized for a while, her face slowly lifted and she replied in a word, "The difference between a year and a year ago is willing and unhappy!"

"Are you happy a year ago?" Without paying attention to her second half of the sentence, Luo Yi's north lip corner slightly stunned.

Fang Chi Xia, "..."

Luo Yibei quietly observed her face, crouched beside her, her eyes slowly drifting away from her, and the tone was extremely slow. "What a year ago, what would you like?"

His eyes are aggressive, like the beasts staring at the delicious dishes on the plate.

Fang Chi Xia doesn't like his eyes. He wants to shrink to the side. He just had an impulse, but his waist was caught by his arm. The body slammed into his arms.

He also immersed her chin on her high-end shirt, her fingertips picked up her chin, her eyes fixed on her cherry red lips, leaning over, and the cold lips covered her.

"I remember, you were a year ago, this is not exclusive!" His voice was very slow, glaring at the gap between her breath, lazy and talking to her.

"Luo Yibei, you are shameless!" Fang Chixia's face turned to the side, trying to avoid, Luo Yibei hardly lifted her face, forcing her face to face herself, and the lips were covered again.

"There is still this!" With his voice, the kiss fell a little.

His kiss, no temperature.

It’s like the punishment in the past when it’s angry. It’s just calm and calm, and it’s fierce after the storm.

The position of the lip, along her neck, slowly down...

Fang Chi Xia bit his lip, not wanting to control the sound of shy people, and when his kiss was about to turn to the chest, he pushed him away.

"I came in to help me? If so, hurry!"

Her face is slightly red, like the peach blossom petals after the rain, faint, faint, but extraordinarily hooked.

Luo Yibei's eyes are dark and dark.

Fang Chi Xia saw his eyes wrong, and quickly handed the towel in his hand to him, "Give you."

The two of them have been together for so long, she knows his habits.

When she takes a shower, if he comes in, there are two situations.

One is to help her wash, the other is to be with her.

He didn't have to explain his clothes after entering the bathroom today, obviously to help her.

After Fang Chi Xia was unwilling to decide to sever his relationship with him, the two men continued to entangle.

However, she can only take one step at a time.

"I am happy now?" Luo Yi's north lip raised a sinister arc, as if taunting her naive words.