The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Now, listening to her ethereal voice, the silence sounded in the vast and innocent snow sea, this time listening again, Luo Yibei inexplicably felt that this song is very nice.

"Who wants to marry?" He followed the lyrics and he screamed coldly.

Fang Chixia repaired the snowman's hand and paused, his back facing him slowly.

Lifting her face, she fixedly stared at him for a few seconds, and surely returned a word, "You!"

Luo Yi was smashed in the north, and after the reaction, the dark ink ink bloomed and opened a starry sky.

"This song is a dinner party more than ten years ago. After encountering someone, I made a slap in my own words. At that banquet, I didn't attend the banquet!"

The sound of Fang Chi Xia is slow, like in memories.

For this question, Luo Yibei also asked earlier, but her answer has never been so sure!

The banquet was the first sight of the two people thought by Luo Yibei. She picked up the necklace belonging to him at the banquet. After meeting it again a few years later, Luo Yibei had special for her.

In fact, before this, the same banquet, Fang Chixia also encountered a person.

A body seems to have its own halo, and the gas field is clear and cold. However, when passing by her, it is like the warmth of the whole world.

Fang Chi Xia Nai has always had such a back, but she has never known her identity.

But now, in retrospect, the gas field of that person is clearly exclusive to Luo Yibei!

Even though the two did not know at that time, he was inexplicably made her feel warm.

Perhaps this is what is called, in the midst of it.

Fang Chi Xia, like Luo Yibei, never believed in fatalism, but after meeting him, she now believes everything!

Luo Yibei listened to her quietly, and her lips swelled and looked good.

Her words, Thaksin.

But he has to ask questions, "What color clothes do you wear?"

"White!" Fang Chixia's answer, even without any hesitation.

Luo Yibei shocked, watching her eyes deep.

That day, he did wear white.

The smile between the lips and corners deepened, and Luo Yibei was more proud.

With his lips licking, he continued to ridicule. "I like to buy white clothes for me after marriage. Is it because of that?"

"You think more." Fang Chi Xiabai gave him a look and continued to play his own snowman.

Luo Yibei crouched down in front of her, licking the root branches and repairing them with her.

Repaired and repaired, his eyes turned to her, the dark ink smacked with a smile, and he couldn't help but float again. "So, Mrs. Luo, are you considered to be at first sight to me?"

Fang Chixia’s hand holding the dry branches shook.

Lifting her face, the red lips moved, she seemed to want to say something, Luo Yibei suddenly an arm hooked her neck, pressed her face against her, lips pointed at her lips and kissed.

He kissed very firmly, regardless of the situation where the two were now in the public, and the tongue invaded into her mouth with a deep French kiss.

Fang Chi Xia did not care about the occasion, the branch in his hand fell down, stood up, her arms hooked his neck, picked up his toes and kissed him.

"Easy, I miss you..."

Her voice, with a thick nasal sound, the original pleasing voice hoarse with a layer of sand texture, seems to be accompanied by snoring.