The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia returned to the room, accompanied by Xiao Yi simply used dinner, because sitting on the aircraft for too long, at 10 o'clock in the evening, went to bed again.

The commotion downstairs seems to have calmed down. I don't know if it is too late. It seems that everyone is sleeping.

The night of the castle is very quiet, and the birds and beasts are heard.

Fang Chi Xia Ping lying on the bed, no sleep tonight.

Xiao Yi didn't seem to fall asleep. He turned his head and the mother and son squinted at each other. Both of them groaned.

"Baby, let's talk!" They couldn't sleep, and Fang Chi Xia sat up.

"Yeah." The little milk bag smacked at her.

"When did Uncle Muchen buy this resort?" Fang Chixia stared at the room where the two were located, and asked casually.

Xiao Yi and Qing Muchen walked close, and related to the night, a lot of times, his news is better than her.

The small milk bag recalled, and the answer was also random. "Probably more than a year ago!"

More than a year ago.

Fang Chi Xia did not think much.

Xiao Yi did not think much.

"Uncle Muchen is investing in this resort recently?" Fang Chixia asked again.

"Maybe!" Xiaoyi answered ambiguously.

Fang Chi Xia was silent for a while, and he said to himself, "But there are not many guests here."

In her opinion, a resort with so few people is not the result of the operation of a smart person like Qing Muchen.

"Maybe the customer is fine?" The small milk bag guessed.

Fang Chi Xia was blocked by him.

Can a profitable one-day profit reach the average resort for a few months?

Obviously, this is not realistic.

However, people like Qing Muchen have never been able to guess.

Not to mention less profit, even if you buy a castle alone for your own friends, it is very likely for him.

Fang Chi Xia just thought that the resort was a bit strange, but didn't think too much.

In a room downstairs, after a group of doctors withdrew, the room was quiet again.

The room was restored again by two people, a small morning squat and a young man on the bed.

Xiaochen was on the chest of a man with a calf. After being admitted by Qing Muchen, he was always blindfolded with him.

She stared at him and looked very focused. He looked at him up and down with his big eyes up and down several times. He reached out and touched him several times.

The man is also watching her, but he did not speak.

Xiao Chenxi seems to be not used to such a quiet, sitting for less than ten minutes, and began to swear and create an atmosphere in a language that only he can understand.

"Oh!" With a small mouth open, she seems to want to express something, and there is still some urgency.

Helpless, her language is not understood by men.

"Oh yeah!" Xiaochen 曦 tried again and said something.

Her gaze was always on the side of him, and when she spoke up, her arms would wave and sculpt.

The young man on the bed just stared at her and did not react to her words.

The morning dawned for a long time, probably some frustration.

Not to care about him, her head hangs down, and the little body sleeps on his chest.

In fact, what she might just want to express is that she wants to sleep here tonight, let the man give her some room.

The world of babies is too esoteric. Don't mention this man. I am afraid that Fang Chi Xia, who gave birth to her, could not understand.

Her head was warm and hot, and when the man touched the man's chest, the man's body shook.