The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

So, after a phone call, the next half hour, the big office was like the election site, and the assistants came in one after another.

Can generally not stay for three minutes, and all were bombed out.

Shi Yanyang’s assistants are quite a lot, plus the upper pool summer, a total of ten.

Except for the Lord who did not see the shadows, all of them had come in, but the one who was sitting on the sofa had not been served.

Shi Yanyang was particularly patient today. He finished all the people, and his face was still stinking, and he floated and said, "I need to call the Imperial City to help you call a few more?"

The Imperial City, the famous club in C City, is accompanied by all the people who accompany and drink.

Luo Yibei’s eyes swept to his face, and he returned to him very coldly, “Roll!”

When is he in Miss Zhao?

"I said that you are so picky about making a tea. Is it a tea or a waiter in your stomach?" Shi Yanyang couldn't help but vomit.

Luo Yibei's nephew snorted slightly, and in his words, the lips were suddenly laughing and laughing.

He really wants to swallow someone!

Shi Yanyang watched his reaction quietly and his eyes sank.

What is this expression?

"Well, I just just sit down and sit down, you are busy with you, have time to talk." Luo Yibei took care of his neckline, dropped a sentence, stood up and walked away without incident.

His words were light and windy, as if the entire office had not had such a big sensation as he had picked up, and the pace was still very leisurely.

Shi Yanyang looked at his back and looked at him until he left. Fang Chixia was still empty and his eyes were darker.

Although Luo Yibei has never been able to serve, but he will not rush to find things like this for no reason. As two years of friends, Shi Yanyang is very clear about his character.

What is it for today?

Fang Chi Xia has been turning around in the tea room during this time. After turning around, I saw a person who came in and asked if Luo Yi went north.

It’s hard to get the news of his departure. When I went out, it’s been more than forty minutes.

When she returned to the office seat, Shi Yanyang was just right, standing at the table and watching her like this, as if waiting for her.

"What's wrong? Is there anything on my face?" Fang Chixia was uncomfortable with his face.

"No, just want to ask you what happened to Italy." Shi Yanyang smiled lightly.

"Can that let me think about it again?" Such a rare opportunity, Fang Chixia did not want to refuse, but considering Luo Yibei, hesitated.

"Well, well, nothing else, I am advanced." Shi Yanyang did not say anything, turned and went to his office.

After Luo Subei’s sudden sudden trouble, after Fang Chixia sat down, he was a little absent-minded all day.

She didn't understand what he would suddenly come, purely coincidental? Or what did he know?

My heart is very confused, and Fang Chi Xia has not figured it out.

When returning to their home, Luo Yibei was not there.

Fang Chi Xia did not wait for him. After dinner, he took the cat he gave her for a while and then went to sleep.

Halfway through the sleep, the door was opened, and the bed was followed by a recessed end. When she opened her eyes, in the darkness, a figure had already been pressed.