The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chixia was led by Luo Yibei, and when he walked to the bridgehead, his eyes narrowed.

Tonight is her and his true wedding night.

1314, she and his life, after all, still hopes...

The whole resort was wrapped up tonight, except for the occasional waiters, and no one else passed.

On the north side of Luo Yi, he looked at Fang Chi Xia, and he hugged her.

Stepping on the slender legs and holding her step by step on the bridge, the curvature of his lips is very high, and it looks like the lights on the lake.

"Where do you want to be tonight?" Cognac looked at her in her arms and leaned over, and he bite her earlobe.

Fang Chixia's fingertips wrapped around his neckline and played it. When he loosened it, he gently untied his satiny tie and stared at his chest for a few seconds. Without any emotion, she got up enough. Sticking to his ear, spit out a few words -

Luo Yibei walked in the footsteps, and the dark ink smog bloomed into a starry sky. "Really?"

"Yeah." Fang Chi Xiahong nodded with a red face.

Luo Yibei's thin lips are gently raised, and the steps under his feet are speeding up.

He seems to have lived a lot of blood, walking and walking, his foot suddenly suddenly rushed, and finally changed to run.

Passing through the long garden, the last place to go is a cherry blossom sea behind the hotel.

The cherry blossoms at this resort don't know what kind of variety, Sicily's season is still very gorgeous.

The entire back garden, a large piece of white, is magnificent and dazzling.

Occasionally, a gust of wind blew through the air, the scent of cherry blossoms spread, boasting cheeks, taste, sweet, like the atmosphere tonight.

There is a unique villa in the depths of the cherry blossom forest. Unlike the villas in other places, this building is hidden in the depths of the jungle. It is designed with all-Chinese style, ancient charm, elegant and refined.

Luo Yibei took Fangchi Xiayi into the room, and even did not enter the house, against her, she fell to the stone table covered with petals.

"Don't worry!" Fang Chixia was soft and soft under him. "Advanced house!"

"You just said come here!" Luo Yibei did not hear her words, began to pull the clothes on her body.

"I said come here to the balcony!" Fang Chixia argued.

"Nothing, the garden is the same." Lifting his eyes and squinting at her, he added a sentence, "You may prefer it if you are in love!"

His words are extremely evil. A long and narrow ink smear will glow like a light, and the light will flow between them.

Fang Chi Xia was not picked up by him for a long time.

Luo Yibei did not have too much entanglement with her on this issue. She took two of her neckline and did not succeed. She leaned over and changed to a bite...

The night is thick.

The whole garden, the sweet aroma of cherry blossoms is overflowing.

Even the taste of the wind is sweet.

The atmosphere of the entire resort is now...

Wedding scene.

Tong Yan holds the flower in her hand, and she has not lost in a church for a long time.

The outside of the church is very noisy, and the sand-weaving star Luo Xixi is answering questions from the media one by one. Other guests present are laughing and laughing.

Tong Yan stood alone in the church where he was sitting. His back was very stiff and he had been lost from beginning to end. It seems that the noise of the outside world has been isolated from her world.