The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Wanting to follow, Luo Yibei's footsteps stunned, and his eyes swept in her direction.

His eyes were particularly sharp, like a knife on the face of Fang Chixia, and she saw her heart suddenly jumped.

Luo Yibei's gas field is already very strong. If he walks, even if he does not deliberately put a cold face, it is enough to swear.

When it was deliberately cold, the eyes were particularly sharp and sharp like a sharp knife, as if they could penetrate the heart of Fang Chi Xia.

This way, he is actually very scary.

Fang Chi Xia almost conditioned and reversing the idea of ​​wanting to shrink.

But thinking about her tonight, she had nothing to stand up, and she held back the impulse.

Her face was particularly calm, and it was calm to see her eyes cold and unconsciously cold.

When I went to other people's homes with other men, did she have this attitude?

Luo Yibei eyes squinted her eyes, sharp like a reamer, as if she could not wait to kill her.

He stared at her for a long time, walked to her in a few steps, and his fist slammed into the wall beside her.

His fist was very hard, and Fang Chi Xia was back against the wall. She seemed to hear the sound of the wall vibrating.

Fang Chi Xia’s body shook, but he was not afraid of him.

Luo Yibei held a fist in one hand on one side of her body, the other hand fell, and the joints were slowly tightening.

He squeezed very hard, the well-rooted roots of the hands were all convex, and the blue veins on the back of the hand were distinct.

Fang Chi Xia stared at his hand and glanced at him. She thought that he would want to move to her. Who knows that Luo Yibei is "squatting" and is a fist that squats on the wall beside her.

The Fangchi summer ear mask was shocked by him, but it was not as embarrassing as she was. She even lifted her beautiful chin and looked at his eyes.

Luo Yi's faint glory swept across her face and looked at her completely stunned. The fist in her hand was pinched, and she almost sent a fist to her.

"As a young lady of Luo's family, she went back to the cold home alone with the cold family at night. Doesn't Mrs. Lo feel that she should explain it?"

He bit his teeth, he asked word by word.

"Don't you always listen to the explanation? My credibility is worthy of your eyes?" Fang Chixia calmly confronted him and talked slowly.

Before she explained, she still wanted to know how much he trusted her.

"Fang Chi Xia! Do you believe in me..." Luo Yibei was stunned by her words, and almost did not pick up the fists of her hands.

The eyes glared at her, his light shining on the fire.

Fang Chixia's gaze glanced at him and his heart chilled. "How are you?"

The tone of her speech was faint, like a feather falling from the sky in the snow, and the opposite of Luo Yibei’s overbearing and smoky tone.

Luo Yi North chest seems to have something to blast, hand twisted the neckline of her clothes.

His strength is very strong, Fang Chixia's collar is a round neck, and the neckline of the clothes worn today is very small.

Now he was so stunned by her, she only felt that her neck was tight, and even the air in her chest became thin.

"Cough...cough..." Fang Chixia had a difficult cough.

She did not struggle, but it was Luo Yibei.

It’s just that she took her off, and after a while, he released his hand.