The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Yan Anqi smiled and patted her hand, her eyes fixed on her obviously tired face for a few seconds, and the line of sight floated to the back of Luo Yibei, and it was cold and unpredictable. "The wedding is about to be held soon. Some things, more after marriage is time!"

If it is implied, it is actually enough to understand.

There are still so many people present, and the most close relatives are coming.

When I mentioned this in the face of so many people, Fang Chixia's face was almost a bang, and it was all red.

Luo Yibei was so eager to appreciate her reaction, and her lips swelled up.

The official wedding is at 14 o'clock the next day.

1314, Luo Yibei carefully selected time.

Unlike the last wedding, the two had a rehearsal before marriage.

This time, before the Fang Chi Xia ceremony was held, even the venue was not known.

The wedding of the two, one of the accidents of Fang Chixia is that all the procedures of Luo Yibei are all based on tradition.

She and his room were clearly in one room, and the night before the wedding, he opened the room separately.

Even on the second day, a special ceremony was held.

Fang Chi Xia woke up very early. At five o'clock in the morning, she was awakened by Tong Yan and Xier when she didn't wake up. Xier personally worked as a stylist and pressed her to sit in front of the mirror to toss a morning.

Luo Yibei appeared at 1:45 pm, and even when I was at lunch, neither of them met.

Pushing the door open with one hand, leaning against the door, staring quietly at the makeup, sitting on the sofa and waiting for him, she glanced at him. His lips were lightly hooked.

Fang Chi Xia’s face, he has seen countless times since nearly eight years.

When the broth is noodles, when it is light makeup, when it is delicate and retro, even when it is awkward, he has seen it all.

Her face, which has always been extremely delicate, is as small as a beautiful girl coming out of the comics.

However, once again, Luo Yibei was surprised by her.

It is said that when a woman is the most beautiful, it is the moment when she wears white gauze.

Fang Chi Xia at the moment is also true for Luo Yibei.

Her white gauze is for him!

Luo Yibei stared quietly at an elegant retro look. She looked at it for a while, the curvature of her lips, and the slightest outline of the beginning, slowly expanded, and then expanded, dark ink, like suddenly lit A starlight, dazzling.

No matter who else is in the room, she walked toward her in a few steps, her long arm stretched out, and an arm hooked her waist and licked her body. Luo Yibei leaned over and groped her lips for a long time. Long French deep kiss.

His kiss is very intense, and the enthusiasm for pouring peace is very different. He is very different from the cold and cold, and his arms are wrapped around the waist of Fang Chixia. The body kisses down her body and the waist of the pool is fast. It became the standard ninety degrees.

"Wife, you are so beautiful today!" The intention was to withdraw from her lips, and the light was fluttering on her face. He picked up his eyebrows and smothered it evenly with his fingertips. The place where she touched her.

Fang Chi Xia slanted the other people in the eye, a little embarrassed, but not ruthless.

"Husband, time is not early!" Arms licked his neck, she reminded.

"After the ceremony, we will come back!" Luo Yibei urged her to throw a word in a narrow way, and she took her up and took her to the room.