The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

"I'm fine." He shook his head and he didn't care. However, the expression didn't look so good.

"I have a way to take you out of here, you wait for me!" Fang Chixia pushed him into the bathroom, and he turned and left.

When I came here again, I had a hat in my hand. I bought a black baseball cap and a hat on the airport. When the head was drooping, it was just enough to cover half of the face.

Fang Chixia took him out, first looked at the airport, and then led him to copy the hall where the lesser back door left.

When I came to the nearby taxi station, I didn't stop the car. Several luxury Rolls-Royce were like the Royal Guards, and suddenly the "唰" docked in front of the two.

The door was opened and a group of men in black suits walked out from inside.

Respectfully, the man who was assisted by the other side of the pool took the ceremony and saw the injury in his hand. The eyes of a group of people clearly showed concern.

One of the men stepped forward and seemed to want to ask about the person's situation, but he was stopped by one of his eyes.

"Leave here first!" The man spit out a word indifferently, squinting at Fang Chi Xia around him, his eyes staying on her face for a few more seconds, turned around, and surrounded by a group of people to the front of the king. The Rolls Royce went away.

When I was about to get on the bus, my face was cold and I couldn’t help but sideways. I vomited in front of Fang Chixia, who was behind me. “Just, thank you.”

"It doesn't matter." Fang Chi Xia did not care, and he left as soon as he turned.

She doesn't know what the identity of this person is. She helps, just because the other party may be related to Rongxi.

When Luo Yibei went to the R King’s Palace last time, he said that the people inside are familiar with Sha Zhixing.

The man stood by the car and watched the figure she had left quietly. His eyes had not been removed for a long time.

"His Royal Highness, are we going to leave?" The man standing behind him reminded him.

Fasno returned to God and glanced at him, and got on the bus if nothing happened.

"His Royal Highness, is your injury important?" Followed by the car, the caretaker looked concerned.

"Nothing, little injury." The man did not care about his face, his eyes unconsciously looked at the direction of the pool outside the summer.

“Who dares to be so bold?” the butler asked.

"Isn't the gang of anti-royal sects?" Fissino was indifferent to him, talking without the pain of a wounded person, but carelessly.

The butler did not say much, indicating that the driver drove away.

In the airport, Fang Chi Xia had not returned to the western restaurant where Luo Yibei was located before, and he found it himself.

"Where did you go?" He seemed to have just looked for her, his eyes looked cold.

"Come around for a while, do you wait for the guests?" Titus didn't mention Fasno before, and Fang Chixia overslept, his eyes widening around the international arrivals.

Luo Yibei took her hand and took her to the airport.

The people he waited for have already arrived!

The guest of Luoyi North is a customer of Rongxi in the afternoon, a nobleman of France.

Fang Chi Xia Tong French, let her communicate with the authentic French, she can speak very smoothly.

Moreover, she is not as cherished as Luo Yibei, and on the way back, the atmosphere in the car has her, and it will not be cold.

Such a woman, let Luo Yibei feel that taking her is not wrong.