The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

There is no one in the square pool summer room.

In the room, the breeze swayed.

The door was pushed open, and the smell of flowers scented. It was a natural smell. It seemed that the aroma of the garden was blown by the wind from the balcony.

Luo Yi went into the room in the north and took the door with his backhand. His eyes were quietly in the room.

There are not many things in Fang Chi Xia’s room, probably because of the lack of luxury. Her room is much simpler than other rooms in the palace.

There is a bed in the room, a sofa chair, a small table and a closet.

The sofa is very casually scattered with a coat, and the style seems to be men's.

Luo Yibei had come in this way, and the corners of his eyes were slightly hooked. However, as soon as he saw the jacket, the expression on his face almost stagnated in an instant.

A few steps went, his eyes stayed on the coat for a few seconds.

GUCCI limited edition men's clothing, just came out soon, before in a social occasion, only see cold and cold through!

Cold and cold!

Luo Yi North lip corner of the stagnation of the curvature, directly turned into a squat, face, suddenly cooled down.

Cold and cold came to the country of Y, and also came to her room!

What makes him angry is what he sees next!

A gust of wind blew gently from the balcony, blowing a document from the small table next to it, one of which was just blown to his feet.

Luo Yibei’s eyes fixed on the document a few words of “divorce agreement”, which reflected a trace of cold mang, bending over and smashing the documents on the ground.

The eyes swept over the pages of the page, and after reading the rows of words, each time he turned the page, he took the hand of the document and deepened his strength.

The thin film itself had few pages, and in his hands, he was pulled out of various folds.

divorce agreement!

divorce!

Luo Yibei pinched the hand of the document, the roots of the bones were covered with cold white light, the face was engraved, and the haze was covered with a piece...

Fang Chixia went out to see the cold and prayed cold today. Cold and cold had not returned yet. The two friends chatted outside for a while, and used the dinner by the way. When they returned to the palace, they were close to nine o'clock.

The palace lanterns are brilliant, and the orange-colored lights arranged in the palace surround the entire palace, setting off the mottled light outside the gate.

"I will send you in!" The car was parked outside the gate, and cold prayers followed her and got off the bus, suggesting.

"No, you go straight back, I don't have a few minutes to go in!" Fang Chi Xia refused.

"That's good, take the coat with you, it's cold, and go out and wear more!" Cold and cold, the coat on his body was naturally draped over her shoulder.

"In fact, you still have something in me..." Fang Chixia looked at his movements and wanted to remind him of the previous coat. He just opened his mouth, his eyes were cold and he was not far from a figure.

Not far away, Luo Yibei stood outside the gate of the palace, watching the scene coldly, the expression on his face was like the wind suddenly rising in the cellar.

He looked at the two people's eyes very sharp, sharp like a knife, sweeping down Fang Chi Xia's face, seeing her cheeks hurt.

Fang Chixia obviously didn't expect him to come suddenly, but he didn't expect him to collide with cold and cold.

She seemed to be smashed by a powerful lightning bolt, squatting in place, forgot to react.

Cold and cold, she noticed her strangeness, her movements in her hand, and her face slowly lifted.