The small milk bag ignored his expression all the time, and his arms and even his relatives climbed his arm.

"I am very fragile. I can't stand the fall of this. If I break it, how many people will feel bad, huh?"

He didn't know what it was like to talk.

Luo Yibei often speaks shamelessly, but now, compared with the small milk bag, he thinks he is not as good as himself.

Where is the confidence of this kid?

"I am so cute, so cute, really broke, uncle, don't you feel bad?" The little milk bag leaned back on his small head and squinted at him with innocence.

Luo Yibei stunned.

Little shameless!

The small milk bag squinted at him with a squinting look, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"Go down!" Luo Yibei could not stand him, cold face, he ordered.

"Will the uncle still fall me?" The little milk wrapped his arms around his neck, but it was only on his body, and finally the whole person hangs up.

"You can do the preparation of the fart / stocks now if you don't come down!" Luo Yibei cold reminder.

"It is wrong to threaten a small basin friend! You are an adult, how can you threaten a small basin friend?" The small milk bag did not take his words seriously, and hanged him very hard.

Although it was cold, although the speech was concise, although it was not very human, but in the arms of Luo Yibei, he unexpectedly felt very warm.

A person who is so cold, his arms are warm.

Broad as a father loves.

The little milk bag couldn't help but rest in his arms for a while.

Although he was particularly unpleasant when he spoke, he was particularly smooth when he was quiet.

Just so close to Luo Yibei's arms, he actually gave him an impulse to care for each other.

The child's body is less than four years old, soft, small, marshmallow-like soft, very light in his arms, and has a strong milky fragrance.

And the smell of good smell, the smell that the child will have, especially delicate.

Luo Yibei smelled the breath of his breath, and he didn't know what happened to him. He even raised his hand and wrapped the little milk.

The small milk bag coveted him with a glimpse of his voice. It seemed to be a little proud, and his head was in his shoulder.

He likes this kind of posture, whether it is relying on Fang Chi Xia or Luo Yibei, it will make him feel particularly warm, and there will be an unprecedented practicality in his heart.

The two people are so stunned, as if the battle of the tongue and tongue has never appeared before.

Qi Chengxi looked for Xiao Yigang to find it. When he saw the scene here, he stunned.

Luo Yibei had no children, and he didn’t even know how to hold such a small child.

His movements with Xiao Yi are very blunt, and he did not feel that the child was very happy, but he was very careful when he was holding him.

His hand even held Xiao Yi's back, as if he was afraid of falling.

What makes Cheng Chengxi wrong is that Luo Yibei even lifted his clean shirt to help Xiao Yi wipe his mouth.

There is saliva in the mouth of the small milk, and the wolf **** the drink, and it is bright and bright, and you can see a lot of water stains.

Very dirty.

Yan Chengxi did not know the cleanliness of Luo Yibei.

He didn't expect that such a clean person would make such a gentle move to a small milk bag that was less than four years old.

The small milk bag seems to like Luo Yibei. Although he just said a lot of words to stimulate him, but he was held by Luo Yibei, he was surprisingly embarrassed and did not see rejection.