The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The little milk bag looked suspiciously at her, and she was a bit questionable about her.

However, he consciously said that his words are not strange, Fang Chi Xia did not lie to him.

The little milk bag didn't take this matter to heart. A small arm was very buddy on the shoulders of Fang Chixia. His eyes turned to the baby in front, and his face was small and big. "Baby, we can drive!"

The baby "hmm" sounded, driving the two people slowly to the direction of the palace.

Fang Chi Xia has been holding a mobile phone all the time.

Going back by car, her sight was almost never removed from the phone.

The ringing of the phone ringed in the middle, and the sand weaving star opened.

The small milk bag clearly saw her joy when she picked up the phone. However, I don’t know why, after the phone was received, my eyes dimmed.

The dialogue between Sha Zhixing and Fang Chi Xia, the little milk bag is so close to her, all heard clearly.

What Sha Zhixing said was nothing more than asking her to arrive in Y, not waiting for her baby, and going all the way.

All are normal concerns, and nothing else.

When I arrived at the palace, the ringtone of the phone rang again.

As long as Fang Chi Xia heard the bell ringing, there would have been no swaying ripples, like a sudden sparking starfire, it would follow.

However, seeing the name on the caller ID, the joy that just rose, like the bubble at sea, was instantly diluted.

The second call was Yan Anqi. The general question was how long it took for several people. She had arranged for the dinner to be ready.

Fang Chi Xia just faintly returned a few words to the other party, and then the phone hangs.

The small milk bag was staring at Fang Chi Xia in the whole process, and I always felt that Fang Chi Xia today is particularly strange.

It is suitable for North-North quarrels. Looking forward to North-North to take the initiative to call?

The four-year-old Xiao Yi did not figure it out.

"Summer and summer, I still have a four-and-a-half-year-old birthday. Will it come when the North and the North arrive?" The hand was supported on the chair, and the two short legs were swaying, and the small milk bag was casually asked.

Although he did not grow up with his parents, he was also grown up from a young age.

Half-year-old birthday, this is actually the habit of the baby and Yu Chengxi, which makes it a matter of course.

Fang Chi Xia squatted after his words, the phone did not know if it was not stabilized, and almost slipped out of his hand.

The small milk bag glimpsed a little, and stared at her with a sneak peek at her.

Fang Chi Xia Jiao's corner of the eye slanted to his sight on his body, his face a little awkward, "Nothing, Mommy just didn't take it well."

"Oh." Xiao Yi did not correct her words, staring at her with big eyes, still waiting for her answer to the question, "So, will North and North come?"

Fang Chi Xia was asked by his language, and he did not know how to answer it.

The baby in front is probably guessing her embarrassment, cleverly picking up the subject. "Baby, if you don't get busy, you will come. If you are busy, isn't there so many people with us? Aunt." When it’s time to help you host a theme party, who else you want to invite, you say to your aunt!”

The small milk bag seems to be less interested in the so-called party, and his face is obviously a bit disappointing.

However, thinking about the baby is not accurate in itself, and his feelings are quickly opened again.

He is currently the only child in Fang Chi Xia and Luo Yibei. He believes that if Luo Yibei draws time, he will definitely come!