The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

This is a very splendid fireworks fire, like a thousand flowers in full bloom!

A little bit of starlight, like a broken diamond, swaying beautiful brilliance.

Fang Chi Xia stunned and looked at this scene. In the eyes, he was undisguised. He even sent people to bring fireworks, and the children played like it.

Hand-held fireworks is a kind of fireworks that is held in the hand. When it ignites, it sparks and splashes like a fountain. It is very beautiful.

Shi Yanyang quietly looked at the face a few minutes before Ming Ming, and she smiled brightly at this time, her eyes lost.

Fang Chi Xia's face is actually not the most beautiful, but she has a charm that makes people can't help but want to stay for a few seconds.

The first time I saw her, she felt the same when she was interviewed by Rongxi.

Her five senses were extremely clear, and they were reflected in the stream of light above the top of the head. The eyes were as if they were in a starry sky. The small face that was not big was more vivid and vivid.

Shi Yanyang stood in a place one meter away from her, quietly watching her, still staring at her.

Not far away, a waiter came to this side and came to Shi Yanyang, whispering to him, "Young Master, Mr. Shi invited you to a glimpse."

"I know." Shi Yanyang faintly responded to him, his eyes turned to Fang Chixia, who had fun and enjoyed himself.

"You go, it doesn't matter, don't worry about me!" Fang Chi Xia looked over at him and looked at him and continued to play with the fireworks on his hands.

"Well, I will go first, come back to you later." Shi Yanyang confessed, and left with the waiter.

The fireworks feast tonight seems to be a part of a special arrangement.

Above the top of the head, the sound of fireworks in the "哗", "哗" and "哗" has not stopped.

There are light beams scattered throughout the garden, like the world of dreams.

At the other end of the garden, a long figure walked slowly, his eyes glanced inadvertently, and touched the figure in the streamer holding the fireworks. The cold light reflected in the sigh, deep He snorted slightly.

His eyes were too sharp, and sharp enough that even a few meters away, Fang Chi Xia even backed him, still feeling.

The back of the spine was cold, and her figure slowly turned.

The eyes of two people, facing each other across a distance of a few meters, a body is obviously stiff, a good look at her, looking cold and cold.

Above the top of the head, the fireworks of "哗" and "哗" are still blooming.

In the midst of a thousand flowers, two people look at each other.

Among the bright fires, Luo Yibei's face was so delicate that the indescribable face of the pen and ink was set off by the cold and proud to add a bit of enchantment.

Before Fang Chi Xia came here to protect him, I did not expect to meet here, shocked to see him, the whole person was completely stupid.

The two people are separated by a fireworks fire that falls from time to time. When they look at each other, they look at the clouds, not so real.

With a short line of sight, Fang Chixia reacted quickly, and when he returned, he ran to the big banquet hall.

Her movements were so sudden that when Luo Yibei returned to God, her presence was gone.

Luo Yibei is not in a hurry, the corner of the lips swells a condensed arc, striding up.