The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

However, in the genes she inherited, there are more Asians, so that the characteristics of mixed blood can not be seen!

Like Yu Chengxi!

This is why the baby sometimes looks at Xiaochen and feels similar to Qi Chengxi!

Eyelids and eyelashes, too subtle features, people generally do not look so serious...

Haiman stared at Yu Chengxi and Fang Chi Xia for a long time, and forgot to move away.

Not far away, Fasno came over with two goblets and looked at Heyman's gaze. He squinted at Fang Chi Xia, and he handed one of the wines to Heyman. "Really, the Prince has come."

The awkward voice made Heyman a little off guard.

Of course, his face is very calm.

The line of sight was lightly recovered, and the hooked corner was hooked. If he had nothing to do with Fesno, he said, "Yes, there are so many royal families coming tonight, and the connections of Luo’s family are really well-deserved."

"Luo's not always been like this." Fasino snorted, stalking him to the side of the chair, and took a position to sit down.

The slender legs overlapped lazily, and the eyes fell in the direction of the summer of the prescription pool. He took the wine from his mouth.

"His Royal Highness and Mrs. Luo Jiashao have a good relationship?" Heyman glanced at him and tried to ask.

"Yeah!" Fasino fainted him, and the goblet in his hand swayed, and the light reflected a trace of coldness, and he stood up.

Looking at him, Fasino spoke a word, "Okay, if someone commits her, I will swear!"

Hayman first licked, then the eyebrows picked and picked, "Oh? Is it?"

"There are a lot of people with faces on the face tonight. I believe many of them are also friends of the Prince! Do the Princes not gather together? Don't just stare at Chi Xia!"

He sneered like a word, he went straight to Fang Chi Xia.

His words are warning Heyman, always staring at Fang Chi Xia, not letting people think too much.

Heyman groaned, reacting to what he meant, and his face was a bit embarrassing.

Fasino completely ignored his face, came to Fang Chixia, picked Zhang and sat down, and she, Yan Chengxi, three people drank the wine.

He has been with Fang Chixia all the time, seemingly chatting with her, but Heyman faintly feels that he is protecting Fang Chi Xia.

He wants to imply that he is protected by Fang Chixia at any time?

“Hey!” Hayman snorted and slammed himself into a glass of wine. A phone call was given to Xi Yaheng, “Cash the power of the Duke of Chris!”

The dinner lasted until eleven o'clock in the evening.

The guests were sent away one by one, and when Fang Chi Xia returned to the main house, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Luo Yibei came back a few minutes later than when she entered the house. Fang Chi Xia was taking a shower.

The sound of the water in the bathroom was obvious. He knew that she was occupying it, but he didn't care so much. He walked straight into the door and walked in.

The room was foggy.

This time is already autumn, and the climate has already turned cold.

The cool night wind was poured in when the door was opened, and the square pool was cold and straight.

"How come you didn't knock?"

"What knock on the door?" Luo Yibei was very ugly to her words, and the tone was a bit of a tone of what he did.

"I am still not good!" Fang Chi Xia groped down to the side, wanting to take a bath towel wrapped around himself, just, groping several times, did not find out.