The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The candle-swaying table, the four dishes are quietly placed, surrounded by a large bouquet of delicate roses, the bright lights, quiet and beautiful.

A photo taken very casually, but the kind of warmth on the picture seems to overflow. It seems that Luo Yibei’s eyes are not consciously softened...

When Fang Chi Xia downstairs, it was approaching noon. I slept late last night and her head was a little dull.

Going down the stairs, I want to go to the kitchen to pour water, and in the restaurant, Luo Yibei’s voice is faint, “Early.”

Fang Chi Xia really wants to ignore him, but he does not want to behave like a jealous woman. In the end, he faintly returned to him, "Early."

The head did not go to his side, and went into the kitchen to pour his own water.

In fact, nothing happened last night, Su Ding and Luo Yibei are childhood friends, and lover, birthday this time more normal things!

It’s her own business. Knowing that there are so many lovers in Luo Yibei, how can she still prepare her for such a shabby dinner?

Fang Chi Xia wants to know these things, but it is inevitable that some of them are not a taste.

Going out with a cup of water and wanting to go straight upstairs, the voice of Luo Yibei sounded again. "No lunch?"

There is only her and him in the villa, and today the servant did not come.

Suddenly, let Fang Chi Xia a glimpse, the line of sight unconsciously looked at the direction of the restaurant.

Luo Yibei sat at the table, holding a knife in one hand and a fork in one hand, and the meal was elegantly eaten.

There were four plates in front of me, no more, just four, and the dishes inside were all prepared by her yesterday.

I have been cooking for one night. If I am in Luojia, I am afraid that there will not be such a thing on the table.

However, he did not seem to mind, still eating his own carelessly.

Such a person, let Fang Chi Xia some mistakes, staring at him, she is quietly watching his look.

"Need me to help you come over?" Luo Yi's north corner of the eye to the side of her direction, glimpsed her only standing in the stiffness of the place, the movement of the hand, the face is cold and not turned.

His so-called help is generally mandatory. You don't have to guess Fang Chi Xia also knows that his next move will be to go straight, arbitrarily slamming her to the seat.

I didn't want him to shoot, she took her legs and walked a few steps.

"Don't eat it, it was yesterday." The hand reached over and wanted to hold the plate and pour it into the trash can. The wrist was cold and could not be pressed by Luo Yibei.

"Isn't it for me? I don't mind, what do you mind?" Luo Yibei looked up and browed and looked good.

He looked at her eyes and looked awkward, and it seemed to bring a bit of fun.

Fang Chi Xia was first seen as awkward, and his eyes were uncomfortably staggered. She resolutely retorted. "This is not for you, but it was prepared for last night."

In one sentence, he took his hand out of his hand and took a few plates back to the kitchen, pouring all the things into the trash.

Luo Yibei looked at her movements quietly, her face slightly distorted.

Not for him to prepare some candles, what candlelight dinner to play?

Fang Chi Xia did not explain anything, dumped everything, and began to prepare lunch.

Very simple fried two sides, want to walk out, Luo Yibei's mobile phone ringing is not sound.