The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chixia didn't know what his eyes were like. He looked at him with a suspicion, and he was puzzled, but he didn't think much.

"I have to work overtime to process some of the translations in my hands." I went upstairs and dropped a sentence. She turned to the study with a large stack of company information.

Luo Yibei did not stop, but went straight into the bedroom.

Fang Chi Xia stayed in the study for a long time.

When I came out, it was already eleven o'clock.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, I want to walk in. I accidentally found that there was no light in the room, and all the burning was candlelight.

Luo Yibei sat on the sofa by the window, and a yukata was on his body.

Pure white, loose and loose, the belt is also very casual, lazy and sexy.

With a glass of wine in his hand, his gaze is looking at her.

He seems to be waiting for her, looking idle and lazy.

"How do you think about using candlelight?" Fang Chixia was not used to staring at the room and looked at it. After walking in, he slowly came to his side.

Just approaching, Luo Yibei smashed her, and Fang Chixia’s body fell into his arms.

When I want to get up, my wrist is pressed by him. "Come with me for a drink!"

Fang Chi Xia slightly stunned, a little unexpected how he suddenly had this interest, but did not refuse.

"Okay." Didn't break free from his arms, she sat up in this position.

Luo Yibei gave each of them a cup.

Fang Chixia knows more about wine, but what wine he brought out today is not known.

She is not clear about how high the concentration is.

Du Laofu's old wife, in front of Luo Yibei, she basically has no defense.

"How come you suddenly think about drinking?" She passed the glass he had handed over, and she smiled and sipped the wine he had sent over her head.

Drink it dry!

Luo Yi’s north eye seemed to have been slightly sucked, but did not say anything.

After taking the bottle, he gave her a cup and said, "Is it delicious?"

"Not bad, just a little spicy!" Fang Chi Xia licked his lips, raised his hand and wiped a drop of wine from the corner of his mouth.

"Is it?" Luo Yi's north lip seems to have more arcs, but nothing is said.

"Sit here!" The corner of his eye smashed his leg, he gestured.

Fang Chi Xia is not restrained, sitting down against his legs.

"Would you like to try again?" Luo Yi held her arms behind her, her nose tipped against her, and she sighed softly in her ear.

His breathing is hot and hot, and he is licking the skin of Fang Chi Xia.

I don't know if his breath is too hot or the relationship between wine, Fang Chixia's ear roots began to heat up.

"Is this wine concentration a bit high?" Pulling the neckline of his clothes, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

“How is it high?” Luo Yibei faintly raised his eyebrows and poured a cup for her.

Fang Chi Xia’s amount of alcohol was taught. He knew the different concentrations of wine, and she could pour a few cups.

Already two cups!

"Why don't you drink?" Fang Chi Xia Shun hand picked up a glass of wine and sent it to his lips.

She did not deal with him in the same way, only she drank, and when she did not drink, her alertness suddenly improved.

Luo Yibei is simply, she sent it, he poured it on his head.

"I drank." The empty glass of wine shook in front of her, and he poured himself another one.