The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Her pronunciation, no one has been allowed, but he does not seem to mind.

"Yes? The mouth is really sweet!" Lightly squeezed the little girl's face, she even chatted with the little girl in a very mood.

From time to time, the small milk bag will glance at the side of several people, and it is very disdainful and cold, "Fart!"

His irony was brazen, his voice was not small enough, and it was clear enough to pass to the ears of An Qi and the little girl.

Yan Anqi’s face was a bit awkward, and she looked at her little milk bag.

This child!

Is this the demolition of her desk?

The two-year-old girl obviously doesn't understand what the flattering is. But the child is very smart and knows how to look at the face.

A corner of her mouth, her smile on her face, she stared at the little milk bag in a weird look, but did not immediately refute anything.

Xiao Yi snorted and twisted his head to the side.

An Anqi smiled and didn't take his words seriously. She continued to chat with the little girl. "Ninety-nine, are you here for the first time in Y? Do you like my wife here? Do you want to come often?" play?"

Compared with the boy, Yan Anqi actually likes the little girl, probably because she lost her daughter from childhood.

She is also very kind to speak with Xiaojiu. However, such kindness is seen in the eyes of a small milk bag, but it is like a wolf grandmother who abducts a pure child.

The lips were pumped and he had a bit of a metaphor for himself.

Did not continue to pay attention to a group of people here, Tengdi down from the chair, he went to find Fang Chi Xia.

Fang Chixia has developed a habit in these days. When he is fine, he always likes to watch it with his mobile phone.

Sometimes a person will stare at the screen for a long time.

The small milk bag came from behind, moved a small bench and sat down with her, and put her hand on her shoulder. "Summer, don't you wish me a happy birthday?"

Fang Chi Xia returned to God, staring at him and looking at him. His arms were holding him, and her head leaned against his shoulder. "Happy birthday!"

The little milk bag smiled at her and seemed to be very satisfied with her. However, this smile did not last for two seconds and slowly solidified. "But I still want to listen to the blessings of North and North!"

Fang Chi Xia Yi, the expression on his face was stagnant after his words.

The little milk bag looks at her face is not right, swinging her hand, it is indifferent to self-consolation, "It doesn't matter, isn't it still tonight? Besides, there are not five years old, five and a half years old, and there are so many times in the future!" ”

"Yeah!" Fang Chixia held him in his arms and nodded lightly.

"Hungry, I went to see if there was any food at the scene. Summer and summer, will you and your sister be hungry? I will help you!" The little milk bag poked her head from her arms and smiled at her. Turned to the self-service feeding area.

When Luo Yibei was absent, he seemed to be very manly.

Luo Yibei had once beaten him earlier. As long as he was not there, he would have to take care of Luo Yibei to take care of Fang Chi Xia and his younger siblings.

The small milk bag regards this as its own responsibility, even though it is a child who needs people to take care of, but the other side of the pool is particularly considerate and will not forget her at any time.

Fang Chi Xia Guangguang walked along his direction and his eyes were wet.

The small milk bag took a step and went to the self-service feeding area. After arriving, he was just preparing to hold the plate for food. Next to him, another small figure suddenly appeared.