The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Today's Fang Chi Xia seems to be in a good mood. After holding the flowers he handed over, the lips are always slightly tilted.

There is no third person in the big church, only him and her.

After Luo Yibei entered, he came directly to the front of the altar.

Fang Chi Xia’s clothes are worn by the two men who just picked up at the bridal shop. The head is wearing a wreath that he just tied with, without any extra decoration, but it still makes people feel amazing.

Like an elf who walked out of the flowers, it was beautiful and graceful.

There is no guest, no wedding march, only churches, altars and red carpets.

Fang Chixia slowly walked toward him at the other end of the red carpet, and the bright scorpion seemed to be a little flickering.

Luo Yibei quietly looked at her closer and closer to her, and her lips were slightly hooked.

As she approached, she stretched out her wrist and brought her to her side.

Staring at her face for a moment, his voice was low and magnetic. "Miss Fang Chi Xia, you are willing to marry Mr. Luo Yibei as a wife, regardless of illness or health, wealth or poverty, love him, take care of him. Respect him, accept him, and help him in the same boat until the end of his life?"

"I am willing!" Fang Chixia's voice is very light, but there is no hesitation.

Such a woman, let Luo Yibei look warmer.

"Mr. Luo Yi, what about you?" Fang Chixia raised his face and asked.

"I am willing!" Luo Yibei sneaked a smile, held her hand with a wedding ring and kissed her, her long arm hooked over her body, pressing her face to lean toward herself, lips changed to kiss She got her lips.

Fang Chi Xia slightly looked up at his face, his arms wrapped around his neck, tiptoe his toes and put himself closer to him.

Lips pressed against him, kissed, and she smothered him.

"Easy, I am very happy today!" She was really happy, her face could not be disguised.

However, the voice was heard in Luo Yibei, but it seemed to have a bit of sourness.

Weddings, things that are so important to women, are held under the circumstances of today. Is she a bit wronged?

"How do you think about holding it in this way?" Luo Yibei raised her face and stared at her in silence, "I want to hear the real reason!"

His eyes were particularly sharp and sharp, as if he had arrived at him, he could not escape.

Fang Chi Xia took a corner of his mouth. If nothing happened, he returned to him. "The matter of obtaining the card is enough to stimulate Grandpa. I don't want to anger him again!"

She can ignore the conditions that Lonci proposed when she was looking for her privately.

However, Lonchi is always the grandfather of Luo Yibei, and Fang Chixia has basic respect for him.

She didn't agree with Grandpa. If she still had a grand wedding with Luo Yibei, the father would not be mad at heart disease!

Today's wedding is a pity.

However, the impact is small.

The ideal wedding in Fangchi Xia, a church, the right person, the white gauze, all today.

Luo Yibei obviously did not expect her to decide this because of this reason. She stared at her for a while, and her fist suddenly stunned and slammed the chair next to it.

"What? What about the church?" Fang Chixia dismissed him and lifted his hand and stared at his fist in a quiet voice.

Luo Yibei ignored her words, took her hand and took her to the house. "Go back and find a time to re-do it!"