The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia Guangguang and his right, calm down his face, faintly explain to himself, "I just like it!"

“Is it?” Luo Yibei knew that she had just wanted to do something, but she did not expose it. Instead, she spoke out according to her words. “That’s good, we’ll try it out tonight!”

His words are not changed, and there is no ups and downs, and the look is indifferent as if he is chatting with her.

The expression on Fang Chi Xia's face was slightly solidified, and the face unconsciously floated a touch of heat.

It’s not awkward!

Luo Yi North cold hooked the corner of the lips, holding a small milk bag went to the house.

He doesn't actually bring a child, and he is wrapped up with a small milk. He has a lot of things to do.

However, every single, even the smallest, he did a great job.

After going to bed with a small milk bag, he even noticed that the horn was so small.

When Fang Chi Xia Guangguang came over, he just saw this scene. He thought, other things, should he be a very gentle person in his bones?

Luo Yibei took a small milk bag and went to bed to do something that made her even more surprised.

He even took out the children's book on the bed and told the story to the little milk bag!

It's hard to imagine that he is so magnetic and so low alcohol, so what is the story of a male hormone screaming to tell a story to a three-year-old child.

But now, he did it!

It is about the story of the king's new clothes.

Fang Chi Xia looked a bit speechless, and the small milk bag seemed to be very disgusting. "This is so naive!"

"What do you want to hear?" Luo Yibei was tempered at this moment.

"I want to hear from you!" The little milk bag looked up at the little face and smiled at him.

Luo Yibei slightly stunned, and the corner of his eye was quiet and he looked at Fang Chixia at the door.

Fang Chi Xia did not see his gaze, his face turned to something else.

"Well?" The hand of the small milk bag pushed Luo Yibei and pushed his answer.

Luo Yibei was silent for a while. When Fang Chixia thought he would mention something between him and her, he faintly turned the subject to his childhood.

"When my uncle was very young, there were a few years of situation similar to yours, and there was no embarrassment. Not the uncle's awkwardly abandoned the child, but a lot of things happened in the first place, so that the family separated. So, baby should not resent their own. Daddy, you may not know your existence, or you are trying to find you."

His words are very concise, and the three or two sentences are over.

Fang Chi Xia shook.

Which is the story? I really don't have children's cells!

The small milk bag is very serious.

He seemed to listen to Luo Yibei's words, thinking about it thoughtfully, and then even the position was down.

"In fact, I think so too! How can someone like me be so cute, so handsome, so smart?"

He gave himself a series of adjectives, and he said that he did not change his color, and he was particularly smooth.

Fang Chi Xia’s eyes are pumping.

Who is so genetically innocent?

If Luo Yibei listened to him in peacetime, he would directly hurt him a few words.

However, today, he is very serious "hmm" a small milk bag.

He agrees with the idea of ​​a small milk bag.

A child so cute, he thinks that no one should be willing to give up?

"Okay, go to bed early!" Turn the topic away and help him cover the quilt, Luo Yibei.