The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

I paused and added a sentence, "You eat me, I eat you!"

Fang Chi Xia was smashed by his words, and the hand holding the chopsticks shook, and the meat caught between them fell back into the pot.

Luo Yibei was satisfied with her movements. She took a full shot of her face and pulled her back. She stared at her in a faint gaze. "Good!"

Fang Chi Xia still eats down, he is so watched, chopsticks are slipping in the hand.

Her face was very uncomfortable and her back was a bit creepy.

She actually didn't have enough stomach, but after being looked at by Luo Yibei, the vegetables that were picked up were all placed in the Luoyibei plate.

A dinner, the food she bought, catered to her preferences, she also prepared, however, the final result is that in the end she was all mixed.

Luo Yibei was quite satisfied with the meal. He sat full of food, wiped his lips with a napkin, and picked a lip to smile at her. "The waiter is not bad, reward!"

Very irritating, Fang Chi Xia instantly felt that he became a humble palace lady in the ancient harem.

Her face almost collapsed immediately, squinting at him, stinking a face, his face is not good-looking.

"From today, I changed my attitude towards the hot pot!" He whistled and he screamed.

His mood seemed to be excellent, and his lips were always slightly hooked.

That expression, look at Fang Chi Xia in the eyes how to look like a villain.

"You don't need to change, as always, you hate it."

"Yes? But I like it, what should I do?" Luo Yibei squinted at her, and the eyebrow gently picked it up, citing her words and adding a sentence, "The snowy weather, the hot pot is right!"

Fang Chi Xia, "..."

Did not continue to tease her, Luo Yibei stood up, sorted out his clothes, lazy and asked, "Is there anything I want to buy?"

He sent the things in the pool to the summer, and piled up to fill a room.

Fang Chi Xia is nothing short.

"No need." Didn't take his words seriously, Fang Chixia turned to the kitchen.

After coming out, the two went to the neighborhood to go.

Fang Chi Xia University and high school are both spent nearby, and there are many memories of her.

The two walked and walked to the original church.

In the snowy weather, the original European-style church turned into a snowy white, just like the icy palace of La Prad.

Even the flowers and trees in the garden are not spared.

Branches, the leaves are all finely shattered snowflakes, crystal clear, ethereal and clear.

When they walked to the door of the church, their feet suddenly stopped at the same time.

Luo Yibei thought of the situation when she first brought him to the church.

She once told him that her favorite is the church wedding, because the church is the most sacred.

When she said it was unintentional, he remembered that the two had no successful wedding. He even searched all the churches at home and abroad.

Luo Yibei quietly stared at the small church and saw the lost.

Fang Chi Xia is also ecstatic, staring at the wall outside the church.

Just watching it quietly, in the memories, some long-lasting pictures, like old books, were reopened and suddenly jumped into my mind.

The place she looked at was the place where she first met cold and cold.

Outside the church, she was still young at that time. After Fang Fei was driven out of Fangjia and slept outside the church for a night, she fell like a homeless stray cat stray dog.