The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Luo's men began to learn these things when they were very young. Although his current behavior is very wrong for outsiders, he takes it for granted.

"Uncle teaches you!" After he entered, he did not let the coach teach the little milk bag, but taught him personally.

Qi Chengxi’s educational philosophy is actually similar to him. Although the small milk bag is only three years old, in fact, Cheng Chengxi has already taught him this.

The small milk bag is a very tough child, not afraid of hardship, small but small, but very manly.

Although he usually laughs with Luo Yibei, but when he really went to the training ground, Luo Yibei was very serious when he taught him.

Children less than four years old, small, short, put on the GI, a small snowball.

When you raise your hand, it's especially cute, especially funny.

However, the expression on his face was very serious.

Luo Yibei looked at him like this quietly, his lips slightly hooked.

This kid is a make-up!

"Come, try to fight with your uncle! Use your uncle to teach you the action!" Clap his hands and change back to the attention of the small milk bag. Luo Yibei stepped back a few steps.

The little milk bag stared at him quietly, and his eyes turned, as if he was premeditating.

Luo Yibei was more than twenty years older than him. He played against Luo Yibei. Even if he only practiced, he knew that he could harden.

However, children have a natural and win-win mentality.

The corner of the lips was slightly raised without a trace. He suddenly ran to the body of Luo Yibei and pushed him down to the ground.

He did not attack Luo Yibei, but did not fight with him, but scratched the itch of Luo Yibei.

The little hand, still containing the milky fragrance, was scratched and scratched in Luo Yibei, like a cotton candy, and accompanied by his giggling laughter.

Luo Yibei obviously stunned so much.

Let the little milk bag on himself, lying on the floor, his body has been so stiff for a moment.

He is not used to being close to anyone outside Fang Chi Xia, let alone a strange child who can't get to know one day.

His gas field has always been very strong. In recent years, most people are afraid of being close to him, let alone making trouble with him.

Luo Yibei was allowed to scratch his hand by the hand of the small milk bag, and did not push him away.

"You are so big, I am a lot better than me. How can we fight?"

The small milk bag is still scratching him.

This kind of behavior is actually a way for children to show relatives. Whoever they like to go to, whoever they like, who they are close to.

He didn't realize for a moment how offensive he was. He was in Luo Yibei for a while, probably his hands were sour, his head leaned on his chest, his arms gently covered his. neck.

A particularly well-behaved action, compared to the naughty of the new, is now more docile.

His body is very soft, and the part that is attached to Luo Yibei, the touch is warm and moist, but it is not annoying.

Luo Yibei stared at him quietly, his arms stiffened, and he gently held the body of the small milk bag.

"Hungry? Uncle took you out to eat something."

"Good." The small milk bag nodded obediently.

Luo Yibei did not push him away. He took this position and picked him up. He helped him to change the clothes on the pavilion and took him out.