The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

"Husband..." Fang Chi Xia screamed at him.

"I don't want to?" Gently sighed in her ear, Luo Yibei biting her lingering earlobe and kissed.

"No, it hurts!" Fang Chi Xia's voice, very soft.

"I still deliberately stimulate me?" Luo Yibei continued to ask.

Fang Chi Xia was awkward.

He knows she is deliberately stimulating him?

He actually knows it all the time!

"Answer!" Luo Yibei's body moved, seems to want to continue.

Fang Chi Xia was a little white, and he was confused and confused. "No! No! You can get up first!"

"Isn't it so good to cooperate early?" Luo Yibei's body slightly withdrew her.

Fang Chi Xia is suddenly a person who has been removed from a stone, and even breathing is a lot easier.

As soon as she got liberated, the first thing she did was to raise her hand and vent it like a slap in the back. "Trick!"

When Luo Yibei’s anger was gone, she generally indulged her behavior. Her eyes only faintly glanced at her hand. He did not have traces of anger, but faintly joked, “Is the spirit still good?”

Fang Chi Xiabai gave him a look. He crossed over and wanted to go upstairs. His legs just started, and suddenly he squatted.

Luo Yibei took advantage of her to live.

"Husband takes you up!" The corner of the lips smacked a touch of curvature, and Luo Yibei slammed her upstairs.

This time is morning.

Early in the morning, there were only two villas for people to live in, but this morning it was particularly lively.

Fang Chi Xia did not resist, obediently let him pick up, arms around his neck.

"I was really ready to leave?" When she went upstairs, she looked at him and she spoke to him.

Luo Yibei glanced at her and faintly said, "I just want to find a place to blow the wind. I didn't expect you to react so intensely."

The expression on Fang Chi Xia’s face suddenly solidified.

He and her, who has reacted more intensely before?

"How much is the truth of the reporters in the newspaper?" Luo Yibei held her and went upstairs for a few steps, and asked coldly.

Today's newspaper also mentions the person who has special significance for cold and cold. The news is roughly what the reporter asked yesterday when he asked about cold and cold.

Fang Chixia’s gaze was stagnant after his words, and he lost a few seconds. He faintly returned to him. “Entertainment always likes to add oil and vinegar. What is tangled?”

Luo Yibei's footsteps slowed down, coveted, and the line of sight suddenly fell on her face again.

He seems to be discerning the truth of her words and his eyes are very thorough.

Fang Chi Xia was so watched by him, slightly uncomfortable, but did not look away.

The two men looked at each other for a short time, and Luo Yibei did not ask much, holding her to go in the direction of the master bedroom.

Fang Chixia's arms glared at his neck, his head leaning against his arms.

Luo Yibei took her into the room, took her to the bathroom, and put her in the bathtub. He leaned over the water and took off his clothes.

He seems to want to be with her, however, even before they even entered the bathtub, Fang Chixia was shocked and his face changed and his body shrank back. "Don't you!"

She seemed to be a little scared and raised her hand to stop him.

The bathroom has always been a dangerous place for both of them. When you have a bath together, there is almost no accident.

Fang Chi Xia was scared by him, and now his legs are still sour, and he can't stand to continue toss.