The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The two people’s eyes were intertwined in the snow that was raised by the wind, so they stared at each other, and time seemed to freeze in an instant.

A thousand words, sometimes not as much as a glance.

At the moment, what she thought in her heart, her mood, her excitement, her touch, her gratification, she knew, he could understand.

He has already taken the initiative to appear here, and she can understand why he appeared.

Snow seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

When Fang Chi Xia started, he did not think about coming to Lapland. The clothes he brought were just ordinary winter clothes, and they were thin.

The face was sorely red, wrapped the neck scarf tightly, pulled the neckline, lowered his head and wanted to cover his face, just before the action, the wrist was cold and could not be pressed by one hand.

Fang Chi Xia stunned, and looked at the side of his hand for a few seconds.

The hand around me is the one she is familiar with.

Slender, well-proportioned, beautiful, art-like exquisite, just watching, is a visual feast.

Luo Yibei did not say anything. The hand holding her wrist was slightly moved. She took her to her side, opened the thick coat, pressed her head against her arms, and wrapped her whole person with herself. live.

Fang Chi Xia first squatted, and after returning to God, the lips were slightly tilted.

The head was lightly on his chest, listening quietly to his strong heartbeat, and the raised arms were ringed around his waist.

After the night, the surrounding lights have all been lit up.

The hotel near the hotel is not as dense as the average city. Apart from the hotel, there are several small Nordic-style villas. The rest is ridiculous.

The sly lights refracted from the villa, a faint glow, like a swaying candle, in the cold snowy night, gentle and delicate.

The two men hugged each other so much, Luo Yibei smothered her tightly, her hot chest ironed her, her chin against her head, kept rubbing it, never said a word from beginning to end. .

However, through the strength of his arms, Fang Chixia knew that his mood was the same as her.

Fang Chixia was so stunned by him, suddenly felt that it was not so cold...

The two people hugged in the snow like this, and they didn't know how long it took, Luo Yibei slowly let her loose, and looked sideways at the snowman she was stacked next to her.

"It's ugly!" His irony, no regrets.

This is the first sentence he said after the two men met.

It’s not normal people would say that I miss you, not any confession, but “true ugly!”

Fang Chi Xia, who had just received a certificate from him, was not ridiculed by him. Now she is used to it.

"I feel very good." Didn't take his words seriously, she crouched in front of her snowman, repaired it with a dry branch, and re-smeared the scattered snow slag, she sneaked Song:

“When-I-Grow-Up, I-Wanna-be-Your-Bride, Touch-Your-Heart...”

She is awkward, the song she is most familiar with.

She seems to have no talent in singing, which is already the most complete one of her five notes.

Luo Yibei hit the song from the first time, there is no good feeling.

In the early days, he thought that she was married to the wife of Luo Jiashao. This song is also for his sake.

In the middle of the year, he thought that this song was for the sake of cold and cold, and there was no good feeling.