The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

When she left, except for the Luo Yibei couple, only Shi Yiyang was left alone.

Luo Yibei, one arm squatting in Fang Chi Xia, squinted in the direction of Shi Yangyang, looking at his eyes, like a fire, as if the war of the next two will start again.

Shi Yanyang gave him a cold look. Considering the reason why Fang Chi Xia needed rest, he did not fight with him. He turned and went downstairs first.

Luo Yibei stayed in the room, one hand holding the Fang Chi Xia in his arms, eyes gazing at her still not slowing her, her brow wrinkled.

This is one of the few times she has seen such panic again.

Every time before, it is because of water.

The temperature of her body is still very low, like the frozen ice in the lake. When she is holding her, the chill is transmitted through her body to Luo Yibei. Luo Yibei can obviously feel her body temperature. .

Fang Chixia’s body has been lingering, and his body trembles like a small animal in the snow, and looks very pitiful.

Luo Yibei set her eyes on this look, she placed her on the bed screen, got up and locked the door, went back to the bed, pulled the ends of her clothes, and dragged her wet clothes. It’s down.

He stayed in the room for a long time. In the lounge where the two were located, no one dared to bother in the middle of the day, except for a servant who sent clean clothes.

Shi Yanyang sat downstairs and seemed to be uneasy about the situation. His eyes were always looking in the direction of the stairs.

Tong Yan stood in a place not far from him. She did not miss his subtle eyes. She was already cold in the heart of her bones, as if she had been slammed into the lake once again.

The large living room is very quiet, only Tong Yan and him.

Shi Yanyang’s gaze has been staring at the lounge in the summer above the pool, and Tong Yan has been watching him.

Shi Yanyang’s line of sight was seen in the direction of Fang Chi Xia, and Tong Yan stared at him for how long.

Time, one minute and one second.

Looking at Shi Yangyang, he barely moved away from the sight of a minute. Tong Yan’s heart was like being cut with a knife and a knife, and it was cut and broken.

Luo Yibei came down after three hours.

When he came down, he seemed to have calmed down a lot.

Standing tall on the stairs, sideways over the head, the line of sight and Shi Yanyang on this side, just a faint handover, his eyes moved away.

The light and light eyes have already lost the previous arrogance. Despite the recent war, both of them were very hurt. However, he did not seem to have taken the matter to his heart.

Women and brothers, especially a woman who entered his life soon, both of whom chose brothers.

Shi Yanyang's eyes chased his figure and moved, watching him step down from the stairs step by step, and slowly stood up as he approached.

"I don't like it, don't hurt it!" The long leg took a step in his direction, and Shi Yanyang smiled coldly.

"Manage your own affairs." Luo Yibei faintly glanced at the child's face not far away, and returned to him indifferently, and went to the kitchen with no expression.

When I came out again, I had a cup of water in my hand. The warm, steaming still was braving the mist.

Shi Yanyang looked over at the water in his hand and glanced at his eyes.

Is this for Fang Chi Xia?

When is it so careful?