The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Her look is a little embarrassed, she feels that she is now completely digging herself.

Fang Chixia did not want to compromise again and again in this kind of thing, silent for a long time did not speak.

Luo Yibei did not twist the problem, lazily leaning against the sofa, holding a glass of wine, if nothing happened.

At the press conference downstairs, the speech of Cold Cliffs has been completed and it seems to have been changed to a new product.

The background music is the new advertising music, which is very soothing, which makes the atmosphere of the whole conference a lot easier.

Cold and cold sitting in the center of the head row, the eyes have not known is the first time to look at the seat on the side.

The seat is still empty, the name of Luo Yibei, the white characters are very eye-catching.

Upstairs room.

Fang Chi Xia Zhigen did not know what was the following situation. After sitting on the sofa for a while, he began to be absent-minded.

Luo Yibei did not like her very much, her brow wrinkled, and she slammed her into her arms, and suddenly she turned over and pressed her under her body.

"What are you doing?" Fang Chi Xia seems to be shocked by his sudden action, his face slightly flustered.

"When you are with your wife, can you do anything?" Luo Yibei's eyes swam across her face at an extremely slow speed, leaning over, and her lips tilted toward her lips.

Fang Chi Xia seems to want to avoid, his eyes have been dodging.

"I found that as long as there is a cold and cold place, you are easily distracted!" The nose tipped against her, he did not kiss, but slowly talked to her.

His face had no temperature, and her eyes were cold, like the cold waters of winter.

Fang Chi Xia Yi, the body is slightly stiff, all the movements stopped.

Luo Yibei looked at her like this quietly, seems to be observing her reaction.

Fang Chixia's face was only a few seconds of compression, and it quickly returned to nature.

"You think too much, I just want to do what I should do in my position. Before Rong Xi, everything you gave me, isn't that the same?" Fang Chixia calmly I explained oneself, arms around his neck, pressed his lips and put on his lips.

Luo Yibei looked at her quietly, as if to distinguish the credibility of her words.

Fang Chixia tried to divide his god, his lips were attached, and he did not move. She kissed him back.

Biting his lip and grinding it, still did not cause him to respond.

"I don't like us to go out!" She pushed him and wanted to get out of him. Luo Yibei pulled her wrist.

"Where did things go?" She leaned back down, her hands clasped her slender wrists, pressed against her sides, and his lips slid at her lips and kissed.

His kiss has always been strong, and his tongue has encroached on her mouth, sweeping her senses, and is strong enough not to give her any room to think about it.

Fang Chixia did not refuse this time, lying under him and letting him do whatever he wanted.

The press conference downstairs is still going on.

Cold praying cold raised his wrist and looked at his watch time, his eyes did not know that it was the first time to look at the direction of the hotel side pool summer away.

The location of Luo Yibei is still empty. From the beginning of the conference to the present, for nearly one and a half hours, Luo Yibei did not appear from start to finish.

Fang Chi Xia is also natural.

It’s been more than an hour and a half...