The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

His words were very angry and his words were full of anger.

"You let me go first!" Fang Chixia's wrist was hurt by him, and the brow was painfully twisted.

Her facial features are not really very delicate. Unlike Su dyeing, the delicate ones need people to hold flowers in the palm of their hands.

Fang Chixia has a arrogant relationship in his bones, and his external impressions are often embarrassing.

However, today, when Luo Yibei struggled with his wrist, she felt a kind of weakness that could not be said.

The strength is weak, the pale face is so pale, and even the lip color is very light.

The delicate eyebrows are twisted again, and the delicate and delicate, like a flower that has been beaten down by rain.

Luo Yibei's gaze swept across her face, her brow wrinkled.

Thinking about whether she was uncomfortable, who knows that she was so delicate before, suddenly slammed him with his body, "let go!"

Strength is not light.

Such a woman, let Luo Yi north face sinking.

The body covered her again, against the wall behind her, and he replied in a cold voice, "I am still waiting for your explanation!"

His body is pressing against her, the two are close together, and the gas field on the body is already very strong.

Such a negative distance contact, Fang Chi Xia only feels like being entangled by a thin and dense network, even breathing is difficult.

"Luo Yibei, you go away!" Raised his hand and tried to push him away. Luo Yibei shook her hand with her backhand and held her arms against her side.

"I want to continue to spend in this room with me? I don't mind, but are you sure?" His eyes ran slowly down her face and swam through the loose neckline of her shoulder. His sight. Parked for a few seconds.

His eyes are sharp, like he can tear her clothes directly.

Fang Chi Xia was seen by him as creepy. What is the visual delay? She once again experienced it from him.

"Give you a few seconds to consider!" Luo Yibei's face slowly inclined toward her, the line of sight walked around her body at a very slow speed, and the fingertips wrapped around her bathrobe's belt and seemed to be I want to pick it up.

Fang Chi Xia, who couldn’t stand this way, pressed his hand and turned his face to let him open a distance with him. "I had a fever last night!"

Luo Yibei slightly stunned, his face slightly distorted.

Fang Chi Xia pulled the clothes on his body, pushed him away and went to the side to sort out the luggage.

Luo Yibei’s line of sight moved along her figure, staring at her for a while, walking a few steps, pushing her hand away and taking over her hand.

Fang Chi Xia Yu was next to him, quietly watching his movements, thinking that when he rushed over, he asked coldly, "What happened last night, you believed?"

Her tone is temptation, and his eyes are a bit chilling and the voice is very light.

Light, let Luo Yibei feel like something is gently smashed.

"What do you think?" Luo Yibei gaze at her, not answering questions.

Fang Chixia thought that he was asking her to explain, it should be no letter.

Realizing this, she sighed.

All he wants is the reason!

"Now is it better?" Luo Yibei crossed a long arm in her direction, and tempted her to the forehead, feeling the temperature between her forehead, and collected it back.