The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Looking at her face, he added a sentence, "After, can you still eat?"

He is referring to himself.

The words are straightforward and bare/naked.

Teasing her, he doesn't need to turn around.

Fang Chi Xia's face was a blush, and the bang spread to the ear.

More and more shameless?

She feels that she has thrown away all the exercises in the recent past.

However, compared with Luo Yibei, she and him are simply awkward.

In the convenience of playing / 氓, if Luo Yibei dare to call the second, probably no one dares to recognize the first!

Fang Chi Xia was red-faced by him, and he did not pick up the words for a long time.

Luo Yi's north lip slammed the hook and pulled his chair down.

The beef in his plate was cut elegantly, the long arms were stretched, and the plates of the two were replaced. He continued to cut with her plate.

"Do you like it here?" He asked for a meal.

"Yeah." Fang Chixia tapped his head.

"Do not return to the house tonight?" Luo Yi North face lifted, suggesting.

"Okay." Unexpectedly, Fang Chixia even promised to be very refreshing.

So direct to her, let Luo Yibei have some accidents.

Holding a knife and fork and staring at her for a while, his lips were soared and raised.

“Remember to eat less!” reminded her once again that he used his meal very well.

Fang Chixia’s hand with a knife and fork shook, and the beef **** that was preparing to fork fell out of the plate.

Luo Yi's north corner of the eye squinted in her direction, and the lips were raised higher.

"Mrs. Locke, is this already nervous?"

A strong tone, Loe North's usual tone.

Fang Chi Xia has long been eccentric about this kind of appearance. The more he is like this, she is calm.

He calmed his face and took the beef in the fork into the mouth. Her eyebrows were lightly picked. "Think too much."

"Is it?" Luo Yibei licked his lips and did not refute her words.

A dinner, the two of you said a word, the atmosphere seems to be a lot more active than the previous few days.

Fang Chi Xia did not take Luo Yibei’s words too seriously, and the speed of dining was very fast.

A meal was solved. What she didn't expect was that Luo Yibei really didn't leave.

Lazy sitting in his position, he gestured to her big foot / leg.

"come!"

Fang Chi Xia hesitated, watching the garden without other people, and walked toward him in a few steps.

Luo Yibei took advantage of her waist and pressed her to sit on her knees. Her head went into her neck and one hand picked the neckline of her clothes. He started with her skin close to her feet. kiss.

His movements are very direct and there is no warning.

It was still snowing outside, and the cold wind poured into the open neckline, and Fangchi had a cold summer.

"Don't you go back?" Didn't stop his movements, she asked.

"I thought that Mrs. Locke would like the mood here." Luo Yibei bite a small piece of skin around her neck and focus on the kiss, the face does not lift up from beginning to end.

"Don't!" Fang Chixia looked at the snow falling around, and the body shrank into his arms. "It's cold outside."

"I will help you warm up?" Luo Yibei followed her words and took the sentence.

Fang Chi Xia was again stunned by him, staring at him for a while and not picking up.

Luo Yibei leaned over and her head was buried again in her neck.

Fang Chi Xia is wearing a cashmere sweater, which is slightly taller.

Luo Yibei stared at his eyes and looked a little disgusted.

Also, regardless of the temperature of the garden, the hand turned to the hem of her clothes and seemed to want to push up.