The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Luo Yibei stood in the middle of the living room, staring at her on the sofa, and looked at her step by step.

She seemed to sleep very hard, her arms circled in her arms, her legs curled up together, and I didn't know what I was thinking. The eyebrows were still slightly twisted.

Her bones were so slender, so when they curled up into a group, the appearance looked particularly weak and helpless, and she was judged to be with her during the day.

Luo Yibei’s line of sight slowly moved on her, bent over, and wanted to hold her upstairs in the room, and the corner of her eye looked cold and glanced at her bare, bare feet.

Fang Chi Xia's feet are very delicate and compact, and Bai Yuying is as good as the fine jade carving.

But now, there are a few more large and small dermabrasion scars, from the heel to the toes, several, and the white feet are awkward.

Fang Chi Xia's wounds were made by wearing shoes at night, and her character was not squeamish. After returning, she didn't care about the details. The tube didn't care about that injury.

Luo Yibei stared at her feet for a while, and her brow wrinkled.

How long did he leave, she made herself a virtue?

He despised her like this, but she turned around and found the medicine box, crouched beside her, took out the medicine and wiped her.

His movements were very soft, and the cold ointment was clear and cool when it was applied to the skin. Fang Chixia had never been able to sleep well, and suddenly he woke up.

The pair opened and looked at him who suddenly came back. She groaned and her eyes shifted to her feet.

Her feet were placed on the knees of Luo Yibei, held by one of his hands, and he was kneeling beside her, wiping her medicine.

She obviously didn't expect to wake up in the middle of the night and suddenly saw him. I didn't expect him to make such an action. He stared at him for a while and his eyes were a little confused.

Isn't it a lover?

I want to pull my foot back, but I am forced to let go by Luo Yibei. "Don't move!"

"I can do it myself." Fang Chi Xia was a little awkward, and his ankle twitched again in his hand.

Luo Yibei's brow wrinkled and glanced at her with a blank expression. "Great night, very spirit?"

His words were warning, Fang Chi Xia was irrational, and his hand pushed his hand. "It's ugly, don't look!"

Although she did not care about the injury, but her feet are too miserable, she still knows.

Luo Yibei did not expect that she would float like this, it seems to be awkward.

His eyes glanced at her coldly, and he said very sharply. "It’s not even more ugly."

Fang Chi Xia Yizhen, he was asked to hold it for a while.

When did this happen?

Luo Yibei actually refers to her sleeping position, but did not explain. After a few times, she treated her wounds and wanted to hold her to go upstairs. Fang Chixia suddenly pushed him away. "I can go up myself!"

Her movements were very hard, and it felt like she was deliberately pulling away from him.

Such a woman, let Luo Yibei brow wrinkled and wrinkled.

His mood was actually not smooth today. When he came back, he finally managed to calm down. Fang Chixia’s action now is undoubtedly a hurricane, and his face is black.

Fang Chi Xia line and he staggered, crossed him and went upstairs.

Luo Yibei’s line of sight moved along her figure, staring at her for a long time, her eyes were cold and heavy.