The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia smashed at the door.

The sound of the water in the room stopped.

Luo Yibei seems to be taking clothes. After taking it, he probably disliked himself and threw it aside.

Fang Chi Xia can clearly hear the cracks on the floor when the button in the bathroom collides with the door panel.

Luo Yibei did not change the clothes here. I just took it before I wore it.

Fang Chi Xia did not see it and could guess what was inside. He was walking away, and the door was suddenly pulled open at this time.

Luo Yibei wrapped in a towel and stood at the door, staring at her, and naturally put the dirty clothes she had replaced into her arms.

"Working hard!" His words are taken for granted.

It’s like how Fang Chi Xia helped him wash his clothes.

Fang Chixia’s hand holding his clothes was stiff.

I glanced at the shirt in my hand, and she took a deep breath, took it out and put it on the balcony of the laundry, and turned back to the bedroom again.

Looking up at him and glanced at him, stepping forward, she pushed him in front of him and pushed him directly. "Go to Xiaoyi room!"

In fact, she did not exert much force, and she usually resisted his normal strength.

However, Luo Yibei’s face suddenly changed.

She clearly heard the sound of his breath.

Fang Chi Xia glimpsed a little, holding the hand on his chest and it was fixed there.

It was stiff for a while, and I stared at his pale face and looked at it. The heart was wound up and tightened.

She underestimated his condition!

The handcuffs retracted, she was turned around and changed her mouth to persuade, "My room is small!"

"I don't mind!" Luo Yibei took care of the belt of the towel, and slowly walked over to her bed and walked over.

Fang Chixia grabbed his belt with one hand and reflexively wanted to pull him back.

However, after the hand extended, she took hold of the impulse, considering his current physical condition.

After seven years of understanding, she had never seen the time when Luo Yibei was so fragile, as if it were carved in glass, it would be broken.

Fang Chixia was a little helpless to him, staring at him and looking at it, not insisting on this matter.

I ignored the room and added him. She turned and wanted to go to the bathroom to wash. Luo Yibei suddenly pulled her.

"This time, everyone's considerations are not good, but the starting point is good." His voice is very low, and it seems that there is still some helplessness.

Fang Chi Xia back was stiff against his body, and the corner of his eye squinted in his direction, his tone was cold. "This time, as your wife, I have the right to know first!"

"I know!" Luo Yibei is somewhat powerless.

The practice of a group of people at night, although he also feels wrong.

However, if he had a little awareness at that time, he would let everyone do it!

"Louis North, not every late explanation makes sense!" Fang Chi Xia Lips involved a sarcasm, "If a knife smashes a knife on a person, then a needle can help people sew back What does it cost to commit crimes?"

Her words and sentences are very ridiculous, and the word is a word, like a needle stuck in the chest.

Fang Chi Xia does not want to be so easily forgiven every time.

More than three hundred days!

When he didn't give her any expectations, why did she ask her to wait for him in the same place?

Luo Yibei's hand pulled her very tight, her face was in a stiff and sleek position, and her words could not be refuted for a long time.