The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The group did not seem to cooperate with Fang Chi Xia. After being placed in the bath, it ran out.

"Hey, where do you want to go?" Fang Chixia chased him up with a skirt.

Under the bright sunshine of the garden, one person and one cat chased each other, and the people who were still sluggish last night, this time is alive and well.

Luo Yibei was lost, and a shadow was swept in front of him. When he returned to God, the group had already jumped into his arms.

"Help me catch it!" Fang Chixia, who is chasing the group, rushed over and tried to get it back from him. Luo Yibei stepped back two steps.

Fang Chi Xia’s body inertia fell in his arms.

Her movement was a reflexive movement, and Luo Yibei was happy to throw the cat away, her arms wrapped around her slender waist.

"Don't let it run!" Fang Chixia's attention is obviously on the cat, as if he is standing in front of her, he does not exist, enough to take the group and go.

For the first time, Luo Yibei found that his sense of existence was so low that he could not even compare with a cat.

Unhappy, she ignored the whole process, and when she lifted her legs, he kicked the group with a bad foot. When she took her, she went to the house. "Prepare for breakfast!"

"I can solve it casually, I am not hungry!" Fang Chixia did not cooperate, and wanted to open his hand, Luo Yibei shot a sharp eye to her.

Fang Chi Xia Yu mouth, helplessly followed him into the kitchen.

There are a lot of things in the refrigerator of the two, but in order to save time, she didn't touch many of them, just gave him a photo.

She only made one copy for Luo Yibei.

Her own share, when she did not feel hungry, she did not do it. I thought it would be better to have a glass of milk.

However, when she finished her face, she looked at her own results after a long play, and her appetite was suddenly provoked.

Staring at the disk, when Fang Chixia handed the plate to Luo Yibei, his eyes stayed on it for at least five seconds.

Luo Yibei quietly observed her aspect, and the corner of her eye was pumped, but she said nothing.

Sitting at the dining table and holding the fork, he gracefully tasted the noodles in the dish.

Fang Chi Xia sat in his opposite position and looked at him quietly. If nothing happened, "Is it delicious?"

"It's better than usual." Luo Yibei lazy and gave her a voice. I don't know if it was intentional. The action of picking up the face is very slow. It feels like the slow-motion playback of the movie. It just happens to be against the square pool. Summer is done.

Fang Chixia gave himself a cup of milk and removed his gaze as if he didn't see it.

However, the distance between the two is just that, no matter where she looks, the fragrance that Luo Yibei radiates is still so rich.

Fang Chi Xia couldn't stand it anymore, stood up, wanted to leave, and his wrist was cold and pulled by Luo Yibei.

Fang Chi Xia Yi, the gaze side looked at him.

Luo Yibei provoked a small amount of pasta and sent it to her under the eyes.

Fang Chi Xia did not expect him to make this action, stunned, but did not tweak.

Hands on the table, leaning forward, a small mouth, she across the table to bring the food he sent to the mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Luo Yibei looked at her movements quietly, the cold face had no expression, but the sound seemed to be indifferent to the past.

"I did, of course." Fang Chi Xia is not at all polite.