The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Luojia.

Luo Yibei has been investigating the day since Fang Zhou Xia left this week.

He watched the monitoring of the night many times. However, except for the part where the light was not too bright and the body was blocked, all her behavior was under surveillance.

Did not even leave the monitoring range.

Luo Yibei suspected that there was no possibility that the light was dark, and what she did was not photographed.

However, as long as it is not photographed, the guess can only be a guess. Even if she did, the video could not be used as evidence.

The problem of Fang Chi Xia, which is to be solved by evidence, should have been impossible.

Luo Yibei stared at the computer screen for a long time, thinking about how to deal with this matter.

Xiao Zuo was next to him, his eyes fixed on him, his brow wrinkled and wrinkled.

"Brother, are you leaving Xiaoxiao away?"

"Play with your pistol, don't worry about the adult!" Luo Yibei faintly glanced at him.

Xiao Zuo did not go, but pulled a chair and sat down next to him.

Long and swaying the two short legs, he asked himself. "Brother, when are you going to pick up the summer and summer? If this day is not handled, will you not go one day?"

Luo Yibei licked his lips and did not answer.

“If the time required is one month, or one year?” Xiao Zuo asked.

Luo Yibei focused on the video, or ignored him.

Xiao left eyes turned, suddenly raising the volume and floating up, "Summer is now in the Y National Palace, but the palace is a place of power! What Duke, Earl, Wang / Chu, etc. So much Good quality man, brother, are you not afraid of the summer/summer being the Duke of the House/The Chuanzhi River?"

He analyzed a lot of self-consideration, and his eyes could not help but sneak a peek at the direction of Luo Yibei.

Luo Yibei Wei Wei, the face that was previously expressionless was obviously sinking.

Xiao Zuo quietly observed his reaction, snickered and sneered, and then said, "Summer and summer, Luo Jia let away, in this case, you said that she is not a free body now. Is there a word called 啥?

"You have too many words!" Luo Yibei slammed the computer, raised a sarcasm in the corner of his lips, stood up and left the room.

Xiao Zuo's gaze moved along his figure, watching his still cold face as he walked out of the room, smiling a little proud.

Should he go there?

Y country, the palace.

Miya said the big party was the second night.

Before the banquet, An Qi also made a greeting to Fang Chixia, and even sent people a lot of dresses and matching jewels into her room.

When several maids pushed in the row of dresses, Fang Chixia snorted.

“Is the occasion tonight important?”

"Yes, these dresses are chosen by Miss Fang!"

“Need so much?”

"Wang Wei said that if you choose more, you can pick the most suitable one!" The maid looked at her and looked back at her.

Her words are actually very intriguing and very meaningful.

However, the two were facing a pile of dresses, only when she was referring to clothes, Fang Chi Xia did not think much.

"That's alright!" A few steps went over and the fingertips slid over the rows of clothes. She finally chose two dresses.

A little red dress, a long blue sea dress.

The mini dress is for occasions where there is dancing, and the sea blue dress is for the back.