The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia Wei, looked up and stared at him and looked at him. He wanted to open his hand, but he was helpless.

Luo Yibei was very stubborn about this matter. Even if he didn't see the photos, he knew how stupid he was in the camera.

One by one, she lifted her finger against the camera, the camera took it, and the fingertips clicked on it, and opened the photo album. It seemed that I wanted to delete it. Fang Chi Xia flustered and pressed his hand.

"Don't delete it!" She seemed nervous. Under one of his actions, her face changed.

Regardless of the posture of the two men at the moment, one hand pressed his hand, and she leaned over and directly blocked the camera with her body.

Lifting her face, her eyes turned, and she spoke to him.

"Don't you delete it? I like it very much!"

Luo Yibei stretched a face and looked at her eyes like watching a monster, ignoring it.

"It's very good, I believe my technology is very cute!" Fang Chixia continued to think about the rhetoric.

Luo Yibei was originally a cold face, and it seemed dark after her words.

Cute, a word from small to large that basically doesn't match him.

In his eyes, the word is an insult to men!

A big man, what love?

Luo Yibei was black and sullen, and seemed to despise her words.

Fang Chi Xia was awkward, and he was aware that his wording was wrong. He changed his mouth in a panic. "No, there is love! Very love, really, don't believe you!"

The body moved away, and she clicked on the picture to show him.

Her photo was taken a lot, and Luo Yibei played a little yellow duck against the bathtub, and there was a photo of him being sprayed directly from the front of the water, and his reaction after being sprayed.

Fang Chi Xia's photo, the depth of field is adjusted just right, behind it is a variety of cartoons as a background, a series of photos taken down, sly, warm as the evening sun, really love.

There is only one word for love and cuteness, but the meaning of expression is very different.

Luo Yibei stared at the photo quietly, and the stretched face seemed to soften.

Fang Chi Xia quietly observed his face, his head went to him in front of him, sat down with him, she asked again, "Don't delete it?"

She rarely talks to him in this soft, spoiled tone, and when she looks at him, her eyes shine like morning dew.

Luo Yi north side, staring at her quietly for a while, seems to hesitate.

"If you don't delete it, the baby will like it later!" Fang Chixia actually wants to express that he also has such a side, and it should be easy to approach the child in the future.

However, this sounds like it seems to be an insinuating that he is like a three-year-old.

Thinking about it, her wording is very euphemistic.

Luo Yibei's current soft le, probably the baby.

Anything, as long as the two unborn children are carried out, they can let him nod.

He seemed to be a bit surprised by her words, and then he asked a question that made Fang Chixia think of it still can't help but laugh for many years. "Really?"

Very confused expression, probably, no one has seen it on Luo Yibei’s face for more than 20 years.

Fang Chi Xia Lips pumped and pumped, and nodded very seriously, "Really!"

Luo Yibei hesitated, and his hand finally loosened.

Fang Chi Xia long sighed, and the baby liked to take the camera back, open WIFI, and copied a few pictures to his mobile phone.

It is not easy to convince a man like him!