The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Luo Yibei’s face was as cold as the ice on the lake in the snow and ice.

This way, he is not only a servant in the palace, but even Sha Xingbao, afraid that he would be unhappy when he accidentally shunned him, sometimes avoiding him.

Only a small milk bag is a person, he seems to be unable to understand Luo Yibei's face, not only did not avoid, a person in the living room to play bored, and swayed in the past and Luo Yibei set up a skeleton.

"Your face has scared many people away in the past few days!" The hand was supported on the table next to Luo Yibei, the sound of milk and milk, and the speech was particularly rude.

Luo Yibei did not care.

"Let me guess what happened that day?" The little milk bag glanced at him, holding his hand in his hand and thinking very seriously.

"Summer and summer ran again?" squinted at Luo Yibei, he tried to ask.

Luo Yibei's thin lips squatted coldly, and the fingertips were holding the phone in his hand and playing with it, and his face did not go to his side.

"It won't be said by me?" The little milk bag tempted and floated again.

Luo Yibei still did not care.

"Oh, actually, you don't say that I know." The head twisted to the side, and the small milk bag shrank down from the chair next to him.

Turned around, ready to leave, small short legs to close, his face to the side behind him, small mouth squirming, it seems that there is something to say.

Luo Yi's north corner of the eye slanted to his reaction, his face slowly sideways, staring at him quietly.

He thought that the small milk bag would hurt him. Who knows, the little guy’s lips moved, and the words he spit out were: "Summer and summer must be running away with the man!"

His wording is very straightforward. When it comes to this, the decibel is still a bit high.

The face of Luo Yibei in the past few days was originally cold. The sudden disappearance of the small milk bag made his face turn black and black, and the darkness of his face was like a storm.

"What are you talking about?" His eyes swept down to him, and Luo Yibei’s tone of speech was so cold that it was biting.

The small milk bag is not afraid of him. The small chin is lifted and the small face is raised proudly. He repeats clearly and clearly. "I said, Xia Xia ran away!"

The word "Ye" in the tail sounds, and the sound is particularly long.

"Which man is that man?" Luo Yibei walked toward him step by step. He looked down at the small milk bag that had not touched his knees and his face was tight.

The little milk bag smashed, didn't answer it directly, but twisted his head to the side, and slanted it to him with the corner of his eye. "What are you going to use to bribe me this time?"

Luo Yi's north eye slightly jumped.

This kid is really confident!

He is so sure that he will bribe him?

Luo Yibei coldly glanced at him and wanted to take him over.

"Is this talking about the conditions with me?" Slightly squatting down the body and lowering the height difference between himself and him. Luo Yibei’s tone is soaked in the air.

"I haven't talked about it!" The small milk bag turned his head to the side, and seemed to be very disdainful to him.

The expression on Luo Yibei’s face was slightly stagnate.

"Uncle can not accept!" The small milk bag slightly raised a slap in the face, and smiled slightly at him with a small face.

Luo Yibei's stiff face turned black.

Oh, is this exciting?

"I am going to see what the little aunt is doing!" The little milk bag didn't seem to want to consume it with him. The first one twisted, and it was very easy to go.