The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chixia and An An came out today to wear simple T-shirts and jeans, which are very youthful and energetic, but not suitable for occasions like business parties.

After Shi Yanyang took her away, she did not immediately take her back to Shijia, but led her to a dress shop in the luxury street.

He chose for her a set of sea-blue long dresses, halter-backs, upper body decorated with embroidery and lace, and the skirts were pleated.

Shi Yanyang’s vision is very high, and the things that are selected are naturally not too low.

Fangchixia itself is also relatively good, the five senses are very delicate, when wearing the dress models, when it comes out, it is like a light above the top of the head, which makes people shine a lot.

Shi Yanyang quietly looked at her like this, her lips raised.

"Go!" He signaled his car. He walked in front and led her to the store.

"Is this dress expensive?" Fang Chixia asked the skirt to follow him behind him.

"Fortunately." Shi Yanyang's voice was faint.

"You sent me?" Fang Chixia asked again.

Shi Yanyang squinted at her and squinted back at the two words, "borrowed."

Fang Chi Xia Xidi touched the corner of his mouth, and he quickly and relieved.

It’s not that the two people are not related to each other. Is it really strange to send her?

Borrowing well, at least will not let her have the pressure to accept the failure.

When she came to the front of the car, Shi Yanyang gentleman opened the door for her and waited until she got into the car and then sat in the driver's seat.

Although he has a good relationship with Luo Yibei, the character of the two is quite different. At the very least, the gentleman or something, and the person like Luo Yibei is completely out of touch.

The car drove slowly on the road, bypassing the city, and finally stopped at a villa with a bright wall in the suburbs.

Shijia is a rising star of C City, mainly because Shijia has French descent and has not taken the domestic development seriously.

However, in recent years, after the settlement in C City, the development momentum is like a broken bamboo, very fast.

"What do I need to do later?" Fang Chixia walked in with Shi Yanyang and asked in a whisper.

"Beside me, you only need to eat as much as you like, drink as much as you like, and play as much as you like." Shi Yanyang licked his lips and smirked at the same volume.

Fang Chi Xia Wei, quietly watching his smirked eyes, the corner of his lips bent, "This is good!"

Shi Yanyang smiled and smiled, and she was preparing to continue to go inside, but was stopped by a voice, "Guang Yang, come over and help Dad to receive Uncle Liu."

Speaking is Shi Yanyang's father, an elegant man with half of French descent.

Shi Yanyang glanced at it and looked at Fang Chi Xia around him, which was a bit embarrassing.

"Let's go, I'll go get something first." Fang Chixia looked indifferent, loosened his hand and turned to the self-service dining area.

Just a few steps away, I couldn’t help but slammed into a figure.

The man had a glass of wine in his hand, so he bumped into the glass of the other party, and the milky white dress was wet.

"Why don't you walk with your eyes?" The man glanced at his wolverine, looked up, and wanted to continue to swear, but he stunned when he licked the face of Fang Chixia.

"It’s that you didn’t look at the road and hit it.” Fang Chixia saw her, but it was a bit unexpected, but the voice was clear and cold.