The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia licked his lips and his face slowly lifted.

"Don't be too much!"

What she actually meant was that she didn't want to hold on to him at night, and both of them should stop.

Who knows, Luo Yibei did not know if he really did not understand it, or deliberately distorted her meaning, took her to her arms and took the door with her backhand.

"Okay, not too much!" Holding her to the shower, his "excessive" and her "excessive" obviously did not mean.

Fang Chi Xia’s words were distorted by him. As long as it is not excessive behavior, two people can do it!

The backhand put the glass door of the shower on her back against the glass wall behind her. He raised his hand and solved the clothes on her body.

After solving it a few times, it seems to be troublesome. I pulled the ends of her clothes and changed them directly into tears.

He insisted on this in this respect.

"Easy, don't you!" Fang Chixia was a little afraid of the last time, and he pressed his hand in a panic before the clothes were pulled off by him.

Luo Yibei slightly glimpsed, and the eyebrows picked it up.

Fang Chixia felt that he had reacted too much.

He can restrain than she can, what is she worried about?

However, Fang Chi Xia did not like the feeling of the last time.

The hand slid lightly on the neckline of his shirt and brought him in his direction. Her face was a bit awkward. "If you want, I can help you..."

Her voice is very light, very simple words, but it is red-faced, the whole face is covered with blush, pink powder, like the peach blossom petals after the rain, seeing Luo Yibei eyes dark and dark.

"Really?" His hand caught her wrist, and his gaze was a little deep.

"Yeah!" Fang Chixia's face is very uncomfortable.

Luo Yibei's eyebrows picked it up nicely, and the ink smudged a dark color. She picked her up and took her out of the shower. He held her and turned to the bathtub.

Fang Chi Xia Yu was on him, squatting lightly, his eyes glanced at his white shirt, and raised his hand and slowly lifted the button of his clothes.

Luo Yibei looked at her movements and breathing disorder.

Fang Chi Xia’s movements are very slow, and every step seems to hesitate.

Chronic tormentation.

Luo Yibei had no patience in this respect, and she caught her wrist in the backhand. He led her to explore her suit pants...

After half an hour.

When the door of the bathroom was opened, the two people who came out one after the other, one blushing like to burn, and one face was refreshing.

"Sleep early!" Fang Chi Xia did not look behind him, went straight to the bed, and opened the sheet and lay next to Xiao Yi.

Luo Yi North line of sight randomly slid in the room, opened the closet, took out a bed sheet, and turned to the sofa.

"I am sleeping here tonight."

Fang Chi Xia looked up at him and glanced at him, his lips curled slightly.

The bed she was lying on was not as wide as the bed of Luo's family. Now it is a little easier and more crowded.

She knew that he decided to just let Xiao Yi and her sleep better.

"Good night!" Luo Yibeiping was lying on the sofa, staring at her sideways, and the corner of her lips was smeared. After she came out of the bathroom, she did not converge.

"An!" Fang Chi Xia and his voice, and the small milk bag into the arms like a willful doll into the arms.

She has been very sleepy recently, and she has nothing to do after she comes to the palace. She sleeps naturally every day.

When I woke up the next day, Luo Yibei was not there.