The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

"I don't like same-sex creatures when I take a shower!" Luo Yibei's hand hangs on the wall and squats again.

"Then I will not be outside." The small milk bag should be answered this time.

He really turned and left, Luo Yibei had a little accident, how could he send it so well, who knows, the little milk bag went down to the door and stopped again.

Then, over the side, he returned, "Oh, I am already outside, you can start."

Luo Yi North brushed three thousand black lines on his forehead.

This child is not generally smart!

Forget it, a child like this, he doesn't want to care.

In the face of the small milk bag, he took a shower and took a shower.

The little milk bag looked at him brightly and didn't feel embarrassed.

The body leaned against the door, and he even chatted with Luo Yibei for a long time. "Do you know the aunt who is today?"

Luo Yibei took a bath and didn't speak.

In fact, the small milk bag is mainly related to the relationship between the Eight Diagrams of Luo Yibei and Fang Chi Xia.

Luo Yibei did not answer, he did not intend to give up.

"You seem to be very excited when you saw the aunt before!" The small milk bag was self-contained.

Luo Yibei still did not care.

"I guess what relationship you are." The hand of the small milk bag touched the chin and began a serious guess.

"Would you like people?" Looking to the side of Luoyi North, he asked again.

"Do you know what you like?" It is very contemptuous to escape from the north of Luoyi, full of breath is discrimination against small milk bags.

The little milk bag smashed. "I don't like it, I like a little aunt. Does my little aunt like me?"

This is what he likes in his eyes, just like he is against Shaxingbao and Shaxingbao against him.

This is really a layer of meaning, but it is not enough.

Luo Yibei only smiled with a faint lip, and did not refute his words.

"You have a story with that aunt?" asked the little milk bag.

"There are so many boys!" It was a disgusting tone.

"This is lively! Cute! People love!" The little milk bag held the small chin proudly, and said a series of three praises.

He wouldn't feel embarrassed at all, and he said it was very smooth.

Is there such a boast?

Luo Yi North corner of the pump.

Sure enough, shameless!

He is particularly speechless about the small milk bag, but it looks like a small milk bag is not wrong.

The child's lively point is very noisy, but compared with the child who is too quiet, even Luo Yibei, a cold-hearted person, feels that a child like a small milk bag is more lovable.

"What kind of story is it?" The little milk bag is still twisting the conversation.

"The story that has nothing to do with you." Luo Yibei answered the question directly.

"Hey, don't even say it! I went to the little aunt!" The little milk bag pouted and walked with a small hand.

As soon as he left, the bathroom suddenly fell silent.

Luo Yi's northern ear roots were quiet, but the shower was washed and washed, and he seemed to be somewhat uncomfortable.

I knew that the small milk bag was less than 24 hours, and I was used to the ears and was poisoned by him. Now I only separated from him for less than a few minutes. Luo Yibei would not be used to it!

One person rushed to wash the bath. When he came out, he changed his clothes and thought about what happened to the pool summer. He walked to the sofa and took his mobile phone.

"How do I find the person who helped me find it?"