Although Xiaoyi’s room is a children’s room, it’s not small at all, the bed is not small, it’s big, and it’s not a problem to sleep.

There are a lot of toys on the bed, children's, and a very beautiful car model.

Luo Yibei entered the room with a small milk bag, placed the child on the bed, and stared at his room quietly.

The three-year-old child’s room is very childlike, and many of the furnishings are handmade, all kinds of types.

Luo Yibei stood in the room, and casually picked up some of his little toys and looked at them, and helped him put them back in the distance.

His hand swept through a bunch of toys and finally stayed on the beautiful car model for a few seconds.

Lamborghini's model of his car, limited edition, should not be cheap.

It still seems to be hand-made.

Luo Yibei stared at the car for a while, and when he wanted to put it back, he accidentally smelled a faint orange flower in the car.

Very light and very light, it seems that it is almost finished.

Luo Yibei double squatting, holding the hand of the toy, the five fingers could not help but slightly received.

Orange flower...

Very unique taste, for so many years, he only smelled in one person.

After nearly three years of smelling, he is already familiar with the bone marrow.

Unexpectedly, one day, she was gone, he could still smell from a little boy who was still in bed.

The small milk bag is lying on the bed, but it has been awake since I wet the bed.

Sleeping is just afraid that Luo Yibei will get angry.

The eyes opened slightly and smashed into a thin, invisible gap. He stared blankly at Luo Yibei.

Luo Yibei has been playing with his car model, and he likes it.

The small milk bag stared at him for a while, and I thought very defiantly: I was naive! I like to be like him!

Without bothering, he continued to sleep with his eyes open.

Luo Yibei came to bed after ten minutes.

The little milk bag is actually a little afraid that he thinks about the new thing and throws him out of bed.

When Luo Yi went to bed for a while, the small milk bag always wanted to indent into his arms, but he was jealous of him.

He struggled for a while between the past and the past, thinking about the sense of security he gave him, and the little milk bag finally leaned in his arms.

Luo Yibei was a bit stiff at the beginning, but fortunately, he didn't throw him down and didn't push him away.

The small milk bag is now at ease, and the eyes are closed.

The two people slept for so much night, and Luo Yibei woke up a little late the next day.

As soon as I opened my eyes, the little demon was still in bed last night, crawling on his body, holding the scorpion on his hand and staring at his big eyes and small eyes.

"Early!" The little milk bag waved a small hand, as if nothing happened last night, and he greeted him with a smile.

When Luo Yibei saw him, he remembered the memories of last night.

I encountered this situation for the first time in my life, and I still urinate on him! Last night for him, it was a nightmare!

"Let's sleep tonight!" His fingertips rubbed his temples. He glanced down at the little milk bag, stood up, took care of the clothes, and left.

The little milk bag was smashed, as if he was disdainful about his words.

However, after a while, he swayed and swayed again to Luo Yibei.

Luo Yibei got up and went to the restaurant for breakfast.

The tableware had just been picked up, and it hadn’t started yet. The position around me, a fleshy body suddenly squeezed over –