The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Luo Yibei brow wrinkled, indifference to close the line of sight.

Xiao Zuo stood not far away, and looked at the scene without a smile. He smiled and bent, and did not know what was thought in his small head.

The sand weaving star is also on the side, with a smile on this scene, it seems to be thinking about anything.

"Go!" Luo Xi is not the person who loves to watch the movie. She takes her hand and takes her to the office upstairs.

For a time, only the left one was left in the Luo family.

Xiao Zuo came to the desk of Fang Chi Xia, elbows on her desk, swaying in front of her and chatting with her. "You look at you, you are not right, you look like this. My brother, I am afraid I haven’t gotten it, and I was taken away by people sooner or later!"

He was only seven years old, and he didn’t know how many adults thought about where to go. When he said it, he was like a little adult.

Fang Chi Xia was extremely speechless to him, but did not explain.

He said that it is awkward!

"Do you know what is the relationship with my brother?" Xiao Zuo said.

"What relationship?" Fang Chixia actually didn't think about his words, but he still had a ride on him.

Xiao left the chair and placed it beside her. She sat up with her legs and continued to chat with her. "My childhood, understand?"

Fang Chi Xia smashed, and the hand flipping through the file was stiff.

"What do you know about the childhood? Isn't it easy to be so beautiful? The most dangerous thing is but green plum, do you know? Why don't you have any sense of competition?" Xiao Zuiyi hated it.

"What is the struggle?" Fang Chixia was speechless to him.

Isn't it something that her content has to fight for?

"You, you..." Xiao Zuo was mad at her face, and her face was red.

"You should look at the little book, you don't care so much about adults." Fang Chi Xia coveted, holding the file and continuing to read his own.

Her attitude is the kind of irrelevant thing, letting nothing happen to her side in her heart.

Xiao Zuo hated her bitely, but she couldn't help it.

"Look at the cartoon! My sister is working." Fang Chixia pushed him.

Xiao Zuo hated her and walked with her little hand.

Fang Chixia continued to work for a while, and the door of Luo Yibei’s room suddenly opened.

"Miss Fang, come in!" A stop outside the door, he waved at her outside.

Fang Chi Xia thought that Su Dye was still inside, and hesitated.

Can think of the identity of her own assistant, or stand up and walk in, "OK."

After Luo Yibei called her in, she sat down on the French swivel chair, but ordered her to make up the coffee. "Two cups, my taste, you know."

"Good." Fang Chixia did not think that it would be a good thing when he came in. He pressed his temper and was very professional and listened to his instructions to help him soak up.

Su dye Dazhuang sat on the sofa next to her, elegant and ceremonial, what is called everyone, Xiu Fan, is well interpreted in her.

She stared at Fang Chi Xia quietly, and the clear scorpion groaned slightly, and did not know what to think.

"Miss Su, this cup is yours." Fang Chi Xia soaked two cups and handed one of them to her.

“Thank you.” Su dye whispered softly, sipped her coffee and put the cup back in place. “Sorry, I don’t like sugar.”