The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

His car left quickly and was wiped from the opposite side of the car.

On the opposite side of the car, Luo Yibei looked at the car shadow that he left through the mirror. His eyes were cold and the car was lost. The white Lamborghini drove out of the hotel and he chased it up.

Luo Yibei’s speed has been very fast, and it’s almost like a magical skill.

Overtaking, starting, flying, and crossing several cars in a row, his car and the cold and cold car pulled closer.

However, it is approaching, cold and cold, but it is speeding up again.

The cold and cold car skills are obviously not weak.

The two cars ran on the wide road in tandem, at a speed.

Luo Yibei was somewhat annoyed at his behavior. While driving, he called Fang Chixia on a phone call.

Fang Chixia walked down from his car today. Everything was put on his car. When he was alone, he came out with Anan and didn't bring anything.

Luo Yibei called a phone call, and the phone rang for a long time. However, it was unanswered.

Luo Yibei originally added a block to his chest. He listened to the sound of the automatic disconnection on the phone, and the anger in his chest burned even more.

The phone was handed over, his eyes locked in the dark night ahead, and he increased his speed again.

The white sports car draws a streamlined arc in the night, and winds up to the black sports car ahead.

Fang Chi Xia sat in the passenger seat, his eyes emptied in front of the night, and at first he did not understand why cold and cold suddenly opened the car so fast.

Here is the urban area, sometimes speed limit, his speed has already exceeded!

This way, he first let her kneel down.

Unconsciously, she pondered for a while, and her gaze looked back speculatively.

In the night, the street lights are not very bright. However, the rear vehicles are striking white, but in the night, they still look extraordinarily dazzling.

Luo Yibei's car, Fang Chi Xia is too cooked too cooked!

Even if it is just a car shadow, she can tell that it is his!

Looking at the car chasing after the rear, Fang Chi Xia was like a person pouring a bucket of cold water, from head to toe is cold.

Her eyes were stiff and she stared at the cold and cold-headed car that focused on driving. The expression on her face was slightly stagnant. "You saw him when you left the hotel?"

"Yeah." Cold and cold did not deny, still driving.

"Why do you want to do this?" Fang Chi Xia Xin was blocked from being very uncomfortable. The soothing face was cold.

Cold and cold, silent, did not answer.

"In fact, there is no need to do this." Fang Chi Xia sank and breathed, and tried to push the door. "Give me here!"

"What are you worried about?" Cold praying cold lips raised a sarcasm and did not stop the car. "His love is so fragile? When a person is slightly folded, it is broken?"

Fang Chi Xia licked his lips and did not speak.

"The ring is still there, I have already got on the bus, and I will give you the cold home." Cold and cold did not say much, and the attention continued to return to the car.

Fang Chi Xia always wanted to get back the ring.

Looking back at Luo Yibei's car, I thought that he should have misunderstood him tonight, even if he went to the cold home once again, it was not much worse.

When she thought about it, she agreed.

After the cold and cold car, the car speeded up again, and then turned several turns, and opened the car of Luo Yibei and went straight to the cold home.

Arriving outside the door of the cold home, Fang Chi Xia did not go down, but waited for him in the car.