The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chixia was a bit speechless to his words.

Also know the family honor!

Fang Chi Xia slightly involved the lower corner of his mouth.

“What are you laughing at?” Xiao Zuo has the feeling of being discriminated again.

"Nothing to laugh at." Fang Chixia's smile on his face was collected and he handed the plate directly to him. "Eat yours!"

"Sit down and stay with you!" Xiao Zuo patted the position on his side, and the tone of speech, unconsciously became Luo Yibei.

All the same hegemony.

Fang Chixia wanted to marry him, but he sat down next to him.

Just a few minutes after sitting, Luo Yibei suddenly came back from the stadium.

The temperature was a bit high today, and the two stayed on the golf course for a long time. When he came over, he took a towel in his hand and wiped his sweat while walking.

"Water!" came to her, sat down at her opposite position, and he spread a hand to her.

Fang Chi Xia Jingjing stared at his palm and looked at it, slightly annoyed.

The brothers have a double tone, when she is the servant of his Luo family?

Luo Yibei did not know what he had done, but he did not know that the little left finger had made the party over the summer, and she was seen stunned.

"what happened?"

“Nothing?” Fang Chixia calmed down and stood up to help him go to the self-service area to get drinks.

In such a small matter, she is actually very easy to give in...

Give him a cup, come over, have not sat down, Luo Yibei took her and went to the room.

He and Qing Muchen grew up together, and they were too familiar to cook.

He is also very familiar with the nature of the Qing family, like walking in his own home, familiar with the road to take her into a room, back to the door, take her to the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" Fang Chi Xia's footsteps.

Luo Yibei turned around, the towel in her hand went to her neck, pulled her into her arms, and took the towel out, and wiped the sweat on her forehead casually.

"Without!" His wording was very indirect. In front of her face, she self-solved her clothes.

"I will help you prepare clean clothes!" Fang Chixia found an excuse to avoid himself.

Luo Yibei seems to hesitate, good things, no embarrassment, "good."

"Then I will go out first!" Fang Chixia turned and went outside the house.

I found the butler and told me to prepare, and a few minutes later, a clean men's suit was delivered to her.

When Fang Chixia held his clothes and returned to the previous guest, Luo Yibei had already walked out in a bathrobe and wiped his wet hair.

Seeing her coming in, he gave her a faint look, and naturally handed the bath towel in her hand to her.

"Hey!" The eyebrows picked and picked, and he looked like a sly look.

Fang Chixia did not do this for him, nor did he refuse to accept it. He took the bath towel in his hand and wiped it up.

Her movements were very skilled and meticulously helped him to wipe his hair in a sneak peek, his eyes focused.

Luo Yibei looked at her quietly. When she was about to end, she suddenly stretched her arms and took her to her direction. Fang Chi Xia fell down on the sofa in front of him.

"Hey, what are you doing in Luo Yibei?" Fang Chi Xia whispered, seemingly slightly annoyed.

"Continue!" Luo Yibei handcuffed her wrist and held her down on the sofa, her voice faint.

Fang Chi Xia helpless, can only continue to help him wipe.

Outside the corridor, a figure walked slowly towards this side.

After the door of the two people, the eyes could not help but glanced inside.