The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Luo Yibei is a little drunk.

Three years old playing bungee jumping...

Is this going to heaven?

"Listen to my uncle and say that when you grow up, you can play again. Hey, go sit on the carousel!"

The hand was stiff and raised, and he patted the head of the small milk bag bluntly, pointing to the relatively gentle play of not far away.

The little milk bag has a small mouth and is a bit reluctant.

"You don't think that is naive?"

Luo Yi North Lips a pump.

A white baby's bag, he did not change his color and returned to him. "You are not naive?"

The small milk bag has a feeling of being severely hit.

"You look down on children!"

"Isn't it?" Luo Yibei faintly counterattacked.

The mouthpiece of the small milk bag has been very awkward.

Luo Yibei and his bickering, did not find that it was wrong, and even quite happy.

When I returned to God, I realized what I had done, and his eyes were again.

Is he also naive?

And a little kid can actually talk!

"Well, you can only do a carousel. Others don't discuss it. If you don't want to go, choose your own!" Luo Yibei did not have any room for negotiation. He took him to the carousel and lifted his small body. His eyes are flush with him, and he waits for the little milk bag to make his own choice.

The little milk has a very sharp corner, and it is obviously not reluctant. It can be struggling, or it will climb up.

Luo Yibei was holding it next to him, and he kept him steady when he was spinning.

The whole face of the small milk bag is squatting. He is actually the youngest one on the carousel, but it is the one that despise this kind of gameplay!

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"Uncle, I am a little hungry." Looking up at Luo Yibei with a small face, he looked pitiful.

"Hungry just happened, let's go out!" Luo Yibei just didn't want to stay here, hit him horizontally and take him to the amusement park.

In fact, the little milk bag didn’t play enough at all. When I left, my eyes reluctantly stared at the venue and looked at it. He secretly decided that if he had a squat and mommy, he must have a family together. Again.

The weather today is a bit hot.

When Luo Yibei was holding a small milk bag, the sweat on the forehead of the small milk bag flowed a few drops.

The small milk bag seems to be very informal, the cuffs are lifted, and the sweat on the forehead is wiped off by the hand.

However, the patient with a serious sputum next to him was wrinkled and wrinkled.

"Are you dirty?" He rubbed the paper towel on the car and rubbed it on the forehead of the small milk bag.

His movements were very meticulous, and all the sweat on the little easy face was wiped off, and he helped him put the hat on again.

"This is all right!"

His movements were particularly gentle, and he helped Xiao Yi correct the hat.

Luo Yibei is gentle, no matter whether it is men, women and children, almost all kill.

Fang Chi Xia is easy to distract when he is gentle. Now, the same is true for Xiao Yi, who is more than three years old.

In fact, there are many similar places between the two, but they don’t know each other.

Xiao Yi stared at Luo Yibei and looked at it. He accidentally started to stay.

What he thought was that this uncle is really handsome!

If his depression is long, it will be fine.

At this time, Xiao Yi didn't think how good Luo Yibei was. He was obsessed with Luo Yibei's face first, but he hoped that his depression would have such a high value!