The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chixia was shocked and raised his arm and tried to push him outside.

However, it is obvious that the power gap between the two is too great.

Luo Yibei dealt with her, it was easy.

The door was pushed open, and her eyes were swept away and her arms were hooked on her waist. He leaned against her against the wall behind her.

The eyes twisted her pink lips like petals, Luo Yibei's face leaned over, wanting to align her lips, but was shrunk by Fang Chixia and avoided.

Raised an arm across her and him, she tried to negotiate with him, "You don't do this, I go, I will help you now!"

"It’s late! I just reminded you!" Luo Yibei squinted at her white and slender arm, only to feel annoyed, waved open, lips want to go over again, but again avoided by Fang Chixia .

After a few steps back, calm down, look straight into his eyes, she continued to persuade, "Look, we live together every day, what do you want, I can't hide. How do you punish I don't mind, but even if it is, there is no need to go over with my stomach. Isn't it?"

Her words are true.

Luo Yibei was silent for a while, and she was moved.

"Okay, let's go first." As he turned, he walked in front and went downstairs.

Fang Chi Xia sighed and walked out of the room behind him.

She just said that she was just out of trouble. When she reached the stairs, she remembered what she said and regretted that she wanted to bite her tongue.

What did she do for her good deeds?

Waiting for him, is it easier to toss her tonight?

Fang Chi Xia is very annoyed, but everything is said, only one step can be taken.

Going downstairs, entering the kitchen, opening the refrigerator and looking at the ingredients inside, she asked casually, "What do you want to eat?"

Luo Yibei looked at her quietly, and suddenly flashed the meal she saw at the restaurant at noon today.

After meditation for a while, he spit out four words, "French cuisine."

"What about it?" Fang Chi Xia asked again.

"With you." Luo Yibei returned to her without a word, and went to the door to stop, did not speak.

Fang Chi Xia actually knows his taste. When they got married, she asked his list of his preferences.

However, thinking about what the two people might do after returning to the house, Fang Chixia rebelled against it, and did not want to follow his wishes in everything, and decided to give him all he liked.

So, when a French cuisine was made, when it was placed on the table, it became what the Luoyi North saw at the restaurant at noon.

Except for the sales she made was not very good, the craftsmanship was not good, and even the number of dishes was the same.

Luo Yibei quietly looked at the plates in front of himself, and his eyes were deeper.

"When I called you at noon, are you busy?" He did not directly clarify, he asked if nothing had happened.

Fang Chi Xia was a little strange. How did he suddenly ask this question? He looked at him strangely, and his heart was a little empty, but on the surface he was calm and calm. "At that time, with Anan, the school was a bit of a thing, it was a little busy."

Luo Yibei did not ask more, and lowered his head and took the tableware to eat his own quietly.

Fang Chi Xia sat in his opposite position, watching the slowly decreasing food, secretly thinking about him, after he finished eating, in case he really continued, how to deal with it.