The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The eyes quietly fell on Fang Chi Xia's face, which was still helping him with the seafood. The small milk bag stared at her for a while, and the lips suddenly tilted slightly.

"Summer and summer, I want to drink!" The head was put together in front of her, and the small milk bag smiled.

"Thirsty? What do you want to drink? I will help you to get it!" Fang Chixia put the knife and fork in his hand and set it up. He wanted to turn and go to the self-help area. The small milk bag suddenly stopped her. "No, I I want to go by myself!"

"This way!" Fang Chixia looked at the road in the garden and dinner hall, and hesitated. "Can you?"

"Of course I can, I remember how to find it, I will come by myself later!" The small body of the small milk bag was shrunk from the chair, and no matter whether she promised or not, he went to the self-service area. It is.

When I came to the bartending area, my eyes swept over the rows of wine glasses. He stood in the middle of the station, leaning against his small head and screaming at one of the bartenders who were mixing the wine. Uncle, I want a cup of the highest concentration, drink the most easily drunk, drink alcohol when the alcohol is not so obvious!"

His requirements are quite a lot, and he is still very thoughtful.

The concentration is high, the alcohol smell is still weak, and the average person will not inexplicably make such a request.

"Little basin friends can't drink alcohol!" The bartender turned his words into children's words, and turned his eyes to him. The gentle reminder.

"I don't want it, you just give it to me!" Fang Chixia still waited, and the little milk bag was afraid that she would wait for it, and he would be overbearing.

There is no hesitation in Tiancheng, and the person seems to have collapsed and returned to God. He did not dare to ask, and he helped him to adjust.

The wine he finally handed to the small milk bag was a cup of blended, using a high concentration of wine and some seasoning to dilute the alcohol.

"Are you sure you are drunk?" When the small milk bag is gone, don't forget to confirm with that person.

The man was in a stiff position.

"Know it." The small milk bag had no traces on the corners of his lips, carefully holding the wine glass, and he took a drink for himself. He turned back to the gazebo where Fang Chi Xia was.

"Summer and summer, I am back!" Sitting in front of her, the smile on the face of the little milk bag seemed to be a bit warm.

Fang Chixia did not know what enthusiasm was so high.

"Yeah." A faint response to him, Fang Chixia transferred all the food processed at the hand to his plate. " Eat more, don't be hungry."

"Okay!" The little milk bag smiled back at her and handed the two drinks she had brought to her. "I just brought you a cup, thank you!"

His words were as if nothing had happened, and he still carried his own drink, and he touched the cup with Fang Chi Xia. "Cheers! Cheers!"

Fang Chi Xia’s character has always been more cautious, but even if she is cautious, she is not cautious to suspect a child who is less than four years old!

And Xiao Yi has always been very protective to her!

Fang Chi Xia didn't think much, just smiled at Xiao Yi's words, and picked up the glass of wine that Xiao Yi sent, and she drank all her heads.

All drunk!

Xiao Yi did not move the cup that had been emptied in her hand, and the corner of her lips seemed to tilt up slightly.

Fang Chi Xia Yan pointed, sensitive to capture his smirk, stunned, she asked, "What's wrong?"