The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The tip of her tongue was gently drawn along her lip line, helping her sweep the milk juice from the corner of her lips. He did not evacuate immediately, but stared at her.

Fang Chi Xia Cai just woke up, probably lingering in the sheet for too long, his face blushing.

The white enamel is as delicate as the petal-like skin, and it reflects a touch of pink. This way, he sees Luo Yibei’s heart moving, and she leans against the table behind her, holding her arms with strong arms. She was placed on the countertop.

Pulling her hand around her neck, his lips, aligning her lips again.

Warm kiss, with the fresh air of the morning, clean and good smell.

"I still want to?" The tip of her nose was against her, her arms were on either side of her body, and he spoke to her lazily.

His voice, this time sounds low and **** and charming, that feeling, like the devil's enchantment.

The breath was sprayed thinly on Fang Chi Xia’s face, licking her, and her head was a little dizzy.

The neck was shrunk backwards, and Fang Chi Xia looked at his eyes a little weird.

Is he tempting her?

"Well?" Luo Yibei raised his eyebrows and urged her answer.

"I don't want to." Fang Chi Xia did not think about it, and refused directly.

Every time he happened to him, she was almost spared as if she had died and lived again. The bones were sore and scattered.

"Are you sure?" Luo Yibei seems to have some unbelief on her answer.

"OK, I am very sure." Fang Chixia reiterated.

"This way!" Luo Yibei shrugged indifferently, and Fang Chixia thought that this was the case, but he followed and floated again, "Then you sit, I am coming!"

His eyes swept over her, and it seemed that the next second was ready to move.

"Don't, you go outside to sit! I sorted it out here." Fang Chi Xia cat pulled out of his arms and pushed him out.

"Hurry up." Luo Yibei looked disappointed, pulled her away and pushed his hand and turned to the sofa.

Fang Chi Xia closed the door of the kitchen, and the inside was simply sorted out, and then came out to sort out the outside.

She is less likely to come back here, and occasionally will come over once.

All of them are well-prepared, and they are all ready to go back. Luo Yibei is faintly floating, "Let's be here tonight!"

Fang Chi Xia Yi, a bit of an accident to his words, here is so small, he is not afraid of grievances?

"The bed here is very small."

"I don't mind if you mind?"

"My home is small and I will squeeze."

"Is it enough for two people to sleep?"

"There are very few things to enter here." Fang Chixia thought about it and said.

Luo Yi’s sight was faintly swept away on her face, and she wrote down an understatement. “Isn’t you enough?”

Fang Chixia's face was heavy and angry.

When is she a toy?

When Luo Yibei didn't see her eyes, she took a look at her and took a look at it. Look at it and see it as an exhibition hall.

I saw a photo frame on the table, his hand stretched over and picked it up and looked at it.

Inside is the 12-year-old Fang Chi Xia, wearing a sea-blue dress, long hair is loosely scattered on the shoulders, the lips are slightly bent, the smile is warm, very fresh.

At that time, she and the present are not very similar. If they don’t look carefully, they can’t see that they are alone.

Luo Yibei stared at her photo and looked at it, her eyes softened unconsciously.