The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia looked up and looked at him with a cold face, inhales, exhales, calms down his breath, and then retracts his legs.

After taking out the mobile phone, she had no choice but to call the big baby. "Today I have something to do here, can't pass, or change the day!"

I chatted briefly with the other party, and Fang Chi Xia hung up the phone.

Luo Yibei snorted coldly and followed the car.

The white sports car slammed out of the distance and went straight to the villas of the two beaches.

Fang Chixia was angry with his new behavior. After returning to the evening, he did not say anything to him. He first played with the group and then did not go upstairs, but continued to sleep in the living room sofa.

Luo Yibei stood on the balcony of the bedroom, and his eyes fixed on the door of the two-person room. At first, he did not intend to pay attention to her.

I can think of her as a woman, and both of them are married. It is a matter of righteousness to share the same bed!

If he really doesn't care about her, is it more about her mind?

I can't say that I am more indulgent with that baby!

At the thought of this, Luo Yibei had some fire in the ground.

Pulling his tie irritably, he strode downstairs.

When I came to the living room, the lights in the living room were closed.

The big room was black and lacquered, but there was a hazy moonlight falling in the vicinity of the window.

On the sofa by the window, Fang Chixia curled up into a ball with his pillow, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Luo Yibei went on step by step and went straight to her side.

Did not turn on the lights, his hands groped and he stopped her.

Fang Chi Xia is generally more relaxed when she is at home. She likes comfortable styles, long T-shirts, shirt skirts and the like.

This dress is convenient for her, and in many cases, it is convenient for Luo Yibei.

For example, right now.

Fang Chixia had just been sleeping for a long time at this time, and the sleep was not deep.

Almost when Luo Yibei’s hand just touched her body, her closed eyes slammed open.

Luo Yibei’s hand was groping on her body, as if she wanted to tear off her clothes.

Fang Chixia's body was stiff, and his hand pressed his hand reflexively. "Don't!"

"What can't you?" Luo Yibei's face is still very cold, and his tone is cold and cold.

Fang Chi Xia is still very repulsive to him, his body is tight.

Trying to pull him away, it didn't make any difference, she didn't make unnecessary struggles, calmed down her look, and thought about the conversation between the two here last night. She was cold and ironic, "I am dirty, facing A woman like me, are you afraid of soiling your hands?"

Luo Yibei's body is obviously stiff and his face is slightly distorted.

Fang Chixia's face flickered slightly, and he squinted at him with a squint. He saw his eyes wrong. He pushed his hand and wanted to go down to the sofa, but he was smashed back.

Pushing her on the sofa, the tall body oppressed, and the tip of Luo Yibei's slender buckled her sharp chin.

Staring at her for a while, he looked cold and indifferent. "How? I thought I could avoid my obligation as a wife?"

He paused, and he spit out a word. "Fang Chi Xia, I tell you, if the man really touched you, where did it touch, I took him where!"

Very cold voice, cold and cold, with obvious warning in his breath.

"Luo Yibei, you bastard!" Fang Chi was so angry that he gnashed his teeth.