The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

In the lounge, Luo Yibei has been sitting on the sofa since he came in, a kind of emperor waiting to be served.

Fang Chi Xia sat next to him, absent-mindedly drinking a glass of juice.

The following press conference has already begun.

She heard the cold and cold speech.

The voice of Qingyue, calm and uneasy, when talking, the invisible is still infiltrated with a force, letting people turn their attention away from the control.

When Fang Chi Xia listened to his voice, he accidentally lost his mind and almost put it empty when he put the drink cup.

Luo Yibei looked at her hand quietly, her brow wrinkled.

"What are you thinking?"

Fang Chi Xia returned to God, if nothing had put the cup down, calmly turned his eyes to him, "Nothing."

"Is it?" Luo Yibei put down the phone in his hand, and one arm stretched over, hooking her slender waist and pulling her on her lap.

"I don't like anyone who wants to think about it in front of me. You always know!" His eyes swept across her face at an extremely slow speed, and his tone was slow.

"Nothing!" Fang Chixia reiterated.

"That kiss me!" Luo Yibei lazily leaned back against the sofa behind him, indicating his lips.

Fang Chixia knew that he was testing her.

When she is generally distracted to think about it, he can feel it from her kiss every time.

Fang Chi Xia Yan looked at him, hesitated, his body stiffened against him, pulling down his face, enough to get up his lips and kissed his lips.

Luo Yibei was stunned and stared at her in silence.

Fang Chi Xia's lips stuck to him, first shallowly kissed on his lips, and then tried to probe the tip of his tongue into his lips and teeth.

Although the two have been married for two years, her kiss skills are like a primary school student.

I can't talk about any tricks, but it's easy to drive his senses.

Luo Yibei looked at her eyes and slowly dyed a layer of color.

Fang Chi Xia saw that his eyes were wrong, his body was stiff, all his movements were flustered and he wanted to withdraw from his arms. The slender waist was suddenly imprisoned by him.

"Continue!" His voice was low and heavy, and he also had a hoarseness that could not be said.

Fang Chi Xia is very clear about what his voice means every time this change, which makes her face a little uncomfortable, "Go back at night!"

"What is the difference between going back and here?" Luo Yibei's hand held his forehead and returned to her with no expression.

Fang Chi Xia dumb.

Going back at night is no different from here.

but……

"Now is my working time!" Fang Chixia thought about it and found a reason for himself.

"Isn't it your job to accompany me?" Luo Yibei hooked her waist and received the strength, pressing her to stick to her arms.

His chest is hot and hot.

The hot temperature is transmitted to the skin of Fang Chi Xia through the thin clothes cloth. The place where the two bodies are close to each other is like a group of flames. The body of Fang Chi Xia is not consciously heated up.

Fang Chixia could not find a reason to stop it, and his head returned with a fever. "It can be longer in the evening!"

Luo Yibei did not expect that she would say such a sentence, slightly stunned, and the eyebrows looked good and picky, and looked awkward. "Is it too short to be happy?"

Fang Chi Xia Yi, the expression on his face was stunned.