The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Pressing her face buried in her chest, he picked up his large local white robe to help her block the wind.

Fang Chi Xia Yu was at his chest, and the heartbeats of the two people were very fast, and they passed through, and they formed a regular movement.

Around, the sand seems to slowly weaken.

Fang Chi Xia’s hand slammed his clothes tightly, listening to the movements around him.

The mourning of a group of men seemed to slowly weaken, drowning in the sand, and finally there was no sound.

Fang Chi Xia can't see the outside situation, but guess what happened.

The whole army was covered in the quicksand!

After struggling from the nervous nerves that arrived in the desert, they completely loosened.

So I let myself lie on Luo Yibei, relax, and she doesn’t know what happened to her. She was just pointed at by the gun, and she was so embarrassed that so many people might lose their lives. The mood suddenly went out of control.

"Why don't you tell me the truth?"

“Why is this always the case?”

"Do you know more about these days when I am here?"

"Why don't you discuss this place in the Middle East?"

"Even if you don't tell me, there are so many people in the family, tell them they can't?"

"Do you know that before I came, I was even prepared to go back?"

She even said a lot, one sentence at a time, all questioning.

Luo Yi held her arms tightly around her, and did not explain anything about her behavior.

The wind and sand on the scene is still going on, not as big as it was just now.

Fang Chi Xia’s eyes didn’t know if he was in the sand, or he was excited and his eyes were wet.

Luo Yibei didn't like to see her like this. She pressed her face and leaned in her direction. The lips kissed her eyes several times and put her head into her arms.

"Okay, it's okay."

His voice is very gentle.

Like a clear spring in the desert, the coolness is a little obsessive.

Fang Chi Xia Yu did not speak in his arms.

The sky after the wind and sand is abnormally clear.

An orange piece is like a splash of ink.

The sky is still not black, and the halo of the setting sun is scattered on the two people, soft, like the heartbeat of the fingertips.

The two people are so quietly lying in the innocent desert, the atmosphere, quiet.

Luo Yibei eyes emptied in the sky above the head, quietly recalling the reaction of the group.

A large group of people shot at Fang Chi Xia, behind the scenes, he guessed it wrong?

"Where is the mobile phone?" Fang Chixia returned to God, his hand groping for a few times on his body, not groping for what he wanted, and opened his robe.

"Public occasions, the sky is still not black, so play / oh, good?" Luo Yi North line of sight moved down, took a look at her hand picking up his white robe.

"Where? I sent you very important information!" Fang Chixia ignored his words and continued to explore on him.

"What did you say?" Luo Yibei did not take her words seriously.

"Mobile!"

"What are you talking about?"

"I am asking the phone!" Fang Chixia is very stubborn.

"In the car!" Luo Yibei has some helplessness.

"What about the car?" Fang Chi Xia side looked over and looked around.

"Leave before you say!" Luo Yibei pushed her up, hit her horizontally, and slowly went outside the desert.

"Right, is the stomach still hurting?" After a few steps, coveted, he stared at her in the arms and glanced at her.