The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

He ran a little faster, his body was short and small, and he looked at the people who looked away. Sometimes it was not easy to notice him.

Running and running, the little figure was cold and the figure was slamming.

"Hey!" The small milk bag seemed to be hurting, the plane in his hand fell, and the little figure sat on the ground.

“Is it okay?” Above the top of the head, the standard British English is very clear, and it seems to bring a little bit of coldness.

The small milk bag smashed, and the hand rubbed the forehead that was hit by the pain.

“Are you alright?” The man above the head is still asking.

Very nice voice, this time, directly changed to Chinese.

As a beauty control baby, the small milk bag will be curious about any pleasant sound.

He lifted his head and his eyes ran into the other's face.

The man standing in front of him has a very deep oriental face. The short hair on his forehead is very fragmented, with the beauty of a male protagonist coming out of a comic, but his face is too cold, so cold that people are somewhat afraid. .

Cold and cold is also watching him, he did not seriously look at each other at first, his eyes just a glimpse.

However, when they were all ready to hold the small milk bag, they stared at his little face and looked at the eyes of the small milk bag. He seemed to be knocked down by something, and his heart was shocked.

Good familiar eyes...

The small milk bag is never a vulnerable child. The concept of Sha Xingbao and Yan Chengxi instilling him from childhood is that he has to climb up when he falls.

Didn't let cold pray help, he slid from the ground and patted his small butt, and waved his hand at him. "It doesn't matter, I'm fine."

He did not say hello to cold and cold, although he was young, but he had his own instincts.

People who feel cold, he will not take the initiative to approach each other.

As he turned around and picked up his toy model, he turned and ran to the clothing store not far away.

Cold and cold is like a shock, and kneeling in the same place, watching his figure to leave, his eyes have not been removed for a long time.

Children's clothing store.

"Baby, where have you been?" Fang Chixia saw Xiaoyi coming back and pulled him to his side.

"No, I just walked down next to me!" The little milk bag bent over her eyes.

Fang Chi Xia did not go deep into this problem, holding a lot of clothes he picked, came to the front desk, wanted to pay, but a card was handed over from the side.

Looking sideways, staring at Luo Yibei, who took the card, looked at it. Fang Chixia did not politely with him and handed the card directly to the waiter.

She wouldn't be sorry to buy something from a small milk bag. It doesn't matter if I wear dozens of pieces of one or two hundred pieces, but the best for the small milk bag.

She bought a bunch of clothes and bought hundreds of thousands.

The small milk bag seems to be very happy. When I walked out of the store, my lips were always bent.

Luo Yibei did not understand what he was laughing at, and behind him, his smile was despised from beginning to end.

mock up!

The face of the small milk bag is always sweet. He is actually happy that this dress was sent to him by Fang Chi Xia and Luo Yibei. Two people who have a real feeling of Mummy for him are sent!

When the three went out, they were like a real family. The small milk bag was held in one hand, and Luo Yibei was responsible for shopping bags.

This scene of the three people just fell into the cold and cold eyes that have not left yet.