The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Luo Yibei stunned and looked at the phone with his side.

Fang Chi Xia Jiao corner looked at him in the direction, boring to continue pouring his own flowers.

Luo Yibei picked up the phone and answered the phone from her back.

"Say!" It should be called by his men. His wording is very simple.

"Young Master, all the information you have about Cold Master, I have checked it. If you need it, will you see if I am sending it to the house or not?" The voice of the other party was respectful.

Fang Chi Xia did nothing, the place was not far from him. He didn't intend to pay attention to his phone. However, because of the distance, his call just happened to float into her ear.

I clearly heard the words of cold and cold in the phone, and her hand holding the flower pot shook.

Has he begun to take measures to retaliate?

In the event of the last desert in the Middle East, Fang Chixia actually knew that Luo Yibei’s counterattack was sooner or later.

However, when the war between the two men really started, she still had some discomfort.

Luo Yibei stood in her place a few meters away, turned her head and looked at her face, and stared at her.

Glance up and down on her side, he is observing her reaction.

On the summer side of Fangchi, he was watering the flowers, and the flowing water flowed from the flower pot and splashed on the leaves of the potted green oil.

The drops of water rolled down the leaves, ticking on the balcony, the platform where the pots were located, and a large piece of wet.

She didn't seem to notice that the water in the kettle was still pouring on the flowers.

The sound of the slap in the water rang between the two, until the flower pot was submerged, and the water rushed directly from the mouth of the pot.

Excessive movement, let her lick for a few seconds.

Going back to God, staring at the wretched flower table, she looked a little embarrassed.

After taking the towel next to her, she wiped it in a panic.

Luo Yibei eyes squinted at her, quietly put her movements into the eye, and the scorpion slowly tightened.

"Don't you want me to deal with him?" Didn't lose his temper like last time, he asked very calmly.

However, excessive calm, but it makes Fang Chi Xia feel depressed.

It seems to be calm and calm, but in fact the sea is surging, all the crises are completely concealed in a calm appearance.

Fang Chi Xia looked up and stared at him quietly, and he did not answer for a long time.

She is musing about how to answer it just right, and she is very cautious.

Luo Yibei just stared at her and looked at Fang Chi Xia’s accident. His face was always fluctuating at half point.

This kind of him, let Fang Chi Xia smashed.

"I want to hear the real answer!" Luo Yibei's dark ink smashed her eyes, and the eyes were calm.

Fang Chi Xia returned to God, calmed his look, raised his face, eyes greeted his eyes, and calmly returned to him, "I just don't want you to be hurt."

Her answer was mediocre, even without any fancy modifications.

Luo Yibei seemed to be somewhat surprised by her words. She stared at her for a while, and the temperature of her eyes was softened.

"It doesn't matter." He said it doesn't matter, it won't.

His words are actually very honest.

A contest that is evenly matched, completely free of injury, is zero.

"Be careful in the future!" Fang Chixia turned to him in front of him, helped him manage the neckline of the shirt, sweared and turned to go to the room.

She did not express too much opinion on this matter, and she has already developed into the current situation. She can't control it.