The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia was just arbitrarily looking at Zhang Wang. This sly, eyes and people who came out ran into it, her face was stagnant.

Cold and cold!

After cold and cold, the car came in step by step into the coffee shop. The people here seemed to respect him very much. As soon as he appeared, several waiters automatically greeted him.

Fang Chi Xia followed the movement of his figure, staring at him for a while, his eyes turned stiff and turned to Luo Yibei.

Luo Yibei is still discussing the land with Qing Muchen.

His face was light and not lifted.

Probably aware of the sight that fell on his face, the corner of his eye was on the side of her direction, his voice was faint, "What?"

"Nothing." Fang Chixia returned to the gods, and turned over and exchanged with the West. "Ci Xi, are you proficient in alcohol?"

"I have seen people adjust a few times before," said Xixi.

"I have seen it a few times and I feel that it is deeper than many people who have studied for a few years. It is really smart!" Fang Chixia sincerely appreciated.

Xixi just touched the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

Cold and cold is still coming in towards the restaurant.

Fang Chi Xia chatted with Xixi, and couldn’t help but look in his direction.

Cold and cold did not seem to notice her direction, led by the lobby manager directly to the other side of the cafe.

Fang Chi Natsume left his figure and left, and he sighed.

She didn't like the cold and cold and the atmosphere after Luo Yibei bumped into it. The pressure that seemed to be soaking at any time when the two met, made her very uncomfortable.

After waving cold and cold, Fang Chixia picked up the menu and gave himself a cup of coffee at random.

The waiter sent it, just ready to drink, before the face was lightly hanging, looking at Luo Yibei who did not look in her direction, suddenly pressed her wrist.

Fang Chi Xia Yi, looked at him with a strange look.

The squadrons and Sisi, who were sitting opposite, also fell on his eyes. A good look at the show, a look at him was unbelievable.

"A glass of orange juice!" did not pay attention to the sight of a few people, Luo Yi on the north side of the head to the waiter faintly sighed, if nothing happened, Fang Chixia's coffee in the hands of the end of the side, "less drink later."

Fang Chixia’s line of sight followed the coffee cup that he had stolen, and he did not respond to him at first.

After a while, her face was hot and hot.

Does he think of coffee affecting conception?

Fang Chixia’s face is a little embarrassed. Can he always think of this at any time?

Qing Muchen sat across from the opposite side, staring at her burning red face and looking at it, suddenly felt that she was a little unsightly here.

"Go out and blow!" stood up and walked in front of the cafe.

"I also go out for a walk!" Sicily consciously followed him out.

Originally, the seats of four people, because of the departure of the two, only left Luo Yibei and Fang Chixia.

Luo Yibei held the plan in his hand, while he was watching nothing, drinking a cocktail.

He seems to be very idle and has no intention of leaving.

Fang Chixia didn't want to be cold and prayed for the cold and he would come out and hit him. He stared at him and glanced at him. He asked, "Would you like to go back?"

"Isn't it still early?" Luo Yibei faintly returned to her.

"Mu Chen will come over later?" Fang Chixia asked again.

"Yeah." Luo Yibei faintly responded, and then focused on the plan in hand.