His first half of the sentence sounded quite gratifying, but what was the last half?

Is the high IQ cultivated in order to skip more classes?

Fang Chixia was speechless to him, and secretly decided that if she had a child in the future, it would be more appropriate for her to teach.

The grotesque thoughts of Luo’s family are not understood by ordinary people.

"Little good night!" Xiao Zuo swayed Fang Chi Xia and waved his hand.

"Good night!" Fang Chixia smiled at him slightly.

Luo Yibei watched him leave, and after he and his family doctor were completely out of his vision, he brought the door of the bedroom back.

"Everyone blame you!" Fang Chi Xia gave him a look.

"What blame me?" Luo Yibei opened the bed and went to bed, faintly floating out, "just blame yourself for being too bad! Only a few hours, the road is..."

"Don't say it!" Fang Chixia raised his hand and licked his mouth.

She was really shameful tonight, her face was red, and she looked very special.

After two years of marriage, Luo Yibei saw her cold side and saw her embarrassing side, but rarely saw her so delicate in front of him.

Quietly staring at her for a moment, his lips twitched, his hand clasped her wrist, and gently kissed her hand against her lips.

His kiss was numb, like a battery.

The warm breath was sprayed on her palm, along one of her blood vessels, spreading all the way to her heart, keeping her heart warm.

"More exercise in the future!" Luo Yibei's deep gaze quietly stared at her eyes, with a slight smile on her lips.

"You should stop!" Fang Chixia corrected.

"Washing and sleeping is more realistic!" Luo Yi has no color change on the north side.

Fang Chi Xia’s fist hit him.

"Well, come see me and hurt it!" Luo Yibei sat next to her, opened the bath towel wrapped around her, and did not wear anything inside her, staring at her quietly. The body looked and looked.

The knees are rubbed, and nothing else is serious.

A little skin trauma, it will be fine to wipe the medicine for two days.

"Get some rest early!" Help her to organize the towel, and he leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

"Yeah." Fang Chi Xia's elbow hurts, not much sleepiness.

Although the words are promised to him, but the eyes are open from beginning to end.

In his arms, she took up his hand and toy and played it.

His hands are particularly beautiful, one by one, and the bones are well-proportioned and distinct, like the finely carved art of jade.

"Why is it always cold and hot for Xiao Zuo?" Fang Chi Xiabian played with his hand and whispered to him.

“Looking at my passion for a few people?” Luo Yibei did not answer.

Fang Chi Xia Yi, I think it seems to be the same thing.

"Small left is very cute, right?" Was waving this question, she asked faintly.

"Yeah." For this, Luo Yibei did not deny it.

Fang Chi Xia lost his face and his face suddenly lifted up.

It was clear that the morning star’s nephew looked at him quietly, and she tried to ask, “Husband, do you like boys or girls?”

"Boys and girls like it, as long as it is ours." Luo Yibei returned to her without thinking.

Fang Chi Xia slightly smashed, and the lips were gently raised.

His answer is a perfect score.

He will not be controlled by a standard daughter like Luo Xiwei and Qing Yafeng. He is the same as his child. His love is the same.