The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fangchi Xia noodles glanced at him in the face, and picked up the dishes as if he was over the head.

Luo Yibei stared at her quietly next to her, occasionally helping her to open the tap.

Fang Chi Xia ignored his actions and made his own self from the beginning to the end.

Luo Yibei's dishes are a few different, the menu is very good, but Fang Chi Xia did not do the same according to him.

Her porridge, clear porridge, only a few leaves floating on the surface, lightly like the people who recovered from the disease.

The fried dishes are also very simple, all are vegetarian, and the oil and salt are also very small.

Luo Yibei did not pick, although every expectation was reached, but she made it and he did not give any opinion.

In his current situation, those who have not touched the fireworks on the world for a long time are not suitable for eating those things that he himself ordered.

Help her put the chopsticks, do not need her call, he sat down first.

Fang Chi’s side of the summer swept his head in the cool.

Luo Yibei did not see her eyes, and started to eat for herself.

Fang Chi Xia did not care about him, nor did he reject the extra table on the table, and he turned his head and took care of himself.

Xiaochen is more naughty when she brings it, and suddenly there is a lot of Luo Yibei in the house. It is probably very fresh. When I was dining, my head was always turning in the direction of Luoyibei, staring at him and watching. I don’t want to eat when I smile.

"Dawn, eat well!" Fang Chixia tried to put her face countless times, helpless, every time as long as a spoon is sent, Xiaochen does not know whether she is deliberately playing with her, the first one, one The spoon of clear porridge, she was smashed around and sprayed a pool of summer.

She has always been more lively, and today she is more tossed. Fang Chixia wore a white T-shirt. She didn't feed a meal, but she was dirty.

Luo Yibei sat next to him and stared at his mother and daughter.

Xiao Yi’s life before the age of three, he did not appear, Xiao Chen’s children in this age group have troubles, he does not know.

Looking at Fang Chi Xia, who was full of rice grains, he looked a little disappointed.

Fang Chi Xia was like a habit, and was tossed by Xiao Chen, her face was not a little expression, calmly took a paper towel and wiped her dirty body, she continued to feed the little guy.

Holding the bowl, the spoon was just picked up, and the wrist was cold and could not be pressed by one hand.

Fang Chi Xia slightly glimpsed, and looked sideways and stared at the hand that pressed his own.

Luo Yibei handed over the bowl in her hand and pushed her to the chair next to it, replacing her in front of Xiaochen, "I am coming!"

Fang Chi Xia seems to have stunned for a moment, his eyes on his hand holding a porcelain bowl.

Luo Yibei did not explain anything about his behavior. He held the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other. He was very unfamiliar with this kind of thing, but he did not make a living, and even managed to feed the little morning.

His gaze was very focused, and it was strange to say that when Xiaochen arrived in his arms, he suddenly became okay.

Laughing and letting Luo Yibei feed herself, she swallowed the food and played with the children's spoon in her hand.

Fang Chixia stared quietly at the side from the beginning to the end of the two, no interference, no interruption.

Luo Yi’s north corner of the eye squinted in her direction, and after a whole bowl of porridge was fed, she suddenly floated out, “This time, it’s hard!”