The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Very meaningful, the eyes also brought a little interest.

When Fang Chi Xia Jiao's eyes were on the micro side, when he looked at him strangely, his gaze turned to her face again. "Isn't it going to leave?"

If nothing happened in front, he led her to the door.

Fang Chi Xia stiffly followed him, thinking about the meaning of his eyes when he walked.

However, his movements were so light that she did not think about kisses/marks at all.

Two people stayed here for a long time. When they returned to the restaurant, they changed two cups of cold and cold coffee.

Luo Yibei and Fang Chi Xia are going back together, one after the other.

Such two people, people who don't know may not think much.

However, cold and cold have always known that the relationship between the two is unclear.

The hand holding the cup of coffee was stiff and stiff, and he stared blankly at the two.

Luo Yibei, like a person who did not happen, went straight back to his seat and continued to chat with the customer. "I just went to the bathroom for a long time, don't you mind?"

"What is Luo Shao said? Small things, small things." The man did not care.

The two chatted about the business after that.

Fang Chixia sat down at a position not far from the two, and also entered the working state. "Sorry, I have been delayed for a long time."

Cold and cold did not say anything, just stared at her neck and looked at it.

Fang Chixia is wearing a suspender skirt today, the shoulder strap is very thin, and a small piece of skin on the neck and neckline is exposed.

There is a small hickey on her neck, not a light pink, dark, enchanting like a blooming rose, especially striking on the white skin.

Cold praying coldly stared at the piece of her skin and looked at it, only to feel horrible.

Fang Chi Xia was aware of his gaze on his own body and squatted slightly.

Looking up, she was confused. "What?"

"Nothing." Cold prayed to take back the line of sight and talked with the customer over the side. "Where did we talk about it?"

He did not seem to have anything to do, but he did not know whether it was the illusion of Fang Chixia. She always felt that the cold-cold eyes were cold.

The deep, cold in the bones, like the air around the moment has dropped to zero.

Fang Chi looked at him quietly in the summer, and then thought about the eyes of Gangluo Yibei. After a moment of contemplation, his hands stiffened his neck.

Over the side, she squinted at the glass side of the table.

There is a row of mirror-like glass in the position where she sits, decorated with no mirrors, but can also see the face.

Fang Chixia stared at himself in the mirror and stayed for a few seconds at the neck, his eyes slightly stagnate.

Luo Yibei just happened to look at this time, his face was unbiased, and the mirror was just next to Fang Chi Xia.

He looked at her, his lips slightly picking up.

Fang Chi Xia gave him a look and took his eyes back.

"Let's continue!" Luo Yi looked across the north and continued to chat with his customers.

When he talks to the other person, it seems to be quite focused.

However, the line of sight did not move for a while and looked at Fang Chi Xia. It didn’t take a while and looked at her again.

Fang Chi Xia side over the line of sight and he faintly glanced at one glance, only one look, if nothing happened to move, continue to start the translation.