The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chixia stared at the two bouquets of flowers in his hand and looked at them. One of them was placed casually at the door, and the bunch that he bought before Luo Yibei went into the church again.

In her opinion, in a place like a church, the bouquet only needs a bunch.

The flower in her hand is a hydrangea, which is just the most commonly used bouquet at the wedding, a touch of white, a touch of blue, a touch of yellow and purple, mixed with several colors.

The bouquet is tied with a ribbon and it is very beautiful.

When walking into the church, Luo Yibei just stood at the other end of the red carpet, in front of the altar.

Fang Chi Xia today is wearing a beautiful dress, white, holding a bunch of flowers in his hand, Luo Yibei turned to look at her side, there are two kinds of people in the wedding a feeling of.

Two people, one standing at one end of the red carpet and one standing at the other end.

Luo Yibei eyes quietly fell on her body, watching the light under her cover, she was a little dazzling, and her cool lips rose slightly.

"What's wrong?" Fang Chi Xia was unclear by him. So he looked at the bouquet in his hand and walked toward him in a few steps. "It's beautiful, right?"

"Like?" Luo Yibei faintly asked.

"It is very suitable to make a bouquet." Fang Chixia did not answer directly.

Luo Yibei followed the sentence, "Is this used at the wedding?"

The expression on Fang Chi Xia's face was slightly solidified, and the hand holding the flower was stiff.

wedding……

Does he mean her and him?

The word wedding is very far away for Fang Chi Xia. She can't see the future in a near future. What wedding is it?

"Not too early, go back!" Without answering his question, she walked in front and took the flowers and went outside the church.

Her pace is slow, it seems a bit heavy.

Luo Yibei followed up a few steps, holding her hand and leading her away from the gate.

Fang Chi Xia’s hand was often cold recently, his hands were warm, and he was wrapped in such a way that her hands were not consciously warm.

The night is dark, the road ahead is long and infinite.

His hand held her so much, holding her hand tightly, as if, so that I could walk to the white head.

Fang Chixia's eyes fixed on his own hands, and suddenly there was an urge to not let him open his hand.

There are a lot of benefits for Luo Yibei. I sometimes think that if two people can keep going, it should be not bad.

In fact, she also hopes that someone can take her hand and accompany her to the whitehead.

However, the time for the two to get married is too short, and there are too many variables in the future. What she is afraid of is that she has fallen prematurely and the road has not gone bright. The two have ended...

She and he still lack the time to run.

If there is no accident of this pregnancy, the real four-year marriage, she has so much time to understand him, and he is as always like now, Fang Chixia feels that he may be completely immersed.

However, it is only half a year now.

Half a year is too short, it is not enough to see through one person!

Fang Chi Xia’s return to this road is a bit of a concern.

The two men's hands were holding and feeling the soft touch of the palm. Luo Yibei didn't know if he started to think about evil again. He had already walked, and then suddenly she ran and ran.

Fang Chi Xia was shocked by his action and his face was stunned. He hurriedly pulled him. "Wait, Luo Yibei, wait a minute!"