The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

He looked at the ring finger of Fang Chixia's left hand. Fang Chixia was carrying his hair at this time.

The ring finger of the left hand is the finger that she has been on the wedding ring. However, this time it is empty and there is no modification.

She didn't seem to notice that she did what she did after she came back.

Luo Yibei stared at her for a while, looking at her like this, his eyes floated a little unpleasant.

"Washing together." Didn't ask directly, he walked in a few steps, and no matter whether her face had not started washing, she hugged her and went to the shower.

At the station in the cubicle, he opened the showered water.

Fang Chi Xia and he are standing under the head of the puff, the water just opened is cold, and both people have been splashed.

"What's wrong?" Fang Chixia was cold and smashed, and the body avoided it.

She felt that his behavior was a bit strange. Although he did not speak, Fang Chixia felt invisibly a low pressure between the two.

"Nothing." Luo Yibei did not explain, took her to the arms, and he lifted his hand and tore the clothes off her.

When he is so direct, he is always eager to want it.

Fang Chi Xia only when he thought about it, pulling his body against the glass wall behind him.

Backing against the glass that was blurred by water vapor, she was nervously prepared to withstand the nerves. Who knows that Luo Yibei just scrubbed her body and had no other movements.

Fang Chi Xia looked at him quietly, and when he was helping her to wash her body, she sighed.

She didn't like him when he was rude. He didn't come in the shower and was lucky for her.

Luo Yibei went down to help her and she took a shower. She took the yukata outside and wrapped it on the two people. She hugged her and went outside the bathroom.

"Do you have anything tonight?" Fang Chixia looked up at his face and tried to ask.

"It's okay, it's not early, rest!" Luo Yibei sank and breathed, and his voice was calm.

"Yeah." Fang Chixia was holding his mouth at him, and after he was lying on the bed, he naturally approached his arms.

Luo Yi held her arms in the north and held her hand on her back. She glanced in the direction of her hand again. He tried to ask, "What did you do tonight's dinner?"

The wedding ring worn by Fang Chixia was hand-finished by his own hands. The size and her fingers are just right and will not be loose.

It’s been so long on her ring finger, and there has never been a situation of inadvertent slippage.

Luo Yibei was inferred to be brought out when she was doing something, or was disturbed by the silk thread on her clothes.

Fang Chi Xia Zhigen did not know what he was asking about this. When she met the cold and cold, she told him that it was not appropriate.

"No." A faint back to him, her head leaned against his arms and closed his eyes.

Luo Yibei did not ask much, so she hugged her and slept quietly.

Losing a wedding ring, his heart is a bit uncomfortable.

However, after thinking about it, I was forgotten to take it away when she was just doing something, or forgot to wear it when she took it down.

Or just just what he envisioned, was caught by the thread on the clothes.

There are many possible situations, and he waited for her own reaction to see her reaction.