Fang Chi Xia’s character has been very embarrassing, even if it’s drunk tonight, it’s still a lot of mud, and he’s still arrogant, nothing to say.

But the more she is, the more embarrassing that Luo Yibei has tossed...

When the bathroom was completely quiet, it was almost close to dawn.

Fang Chi Xia tired, and finally did not know how to get out of the room.

When she woke up the next day, her head was still very painful.

She barely slept last night. She woke up very late and should be close to noon.

Last night, she still remembered some fragments sporadically, but I don’t remember very clearly, except for the question of Luo Yibei’s sentence, and the toss that was too impressive afterwards.

The man who wanted to spend all night seemed to get up early. When Fang Chixia woke up, he was sitting on the balcony with his little milk bag and was using lunch.

One big, a small pair sat, the sun was warm and scattered on the faces of the two, and the faces of the two were plated with a halo of light, and both faces were equally pleasing to the eye.

There are a lot of things on the table, and the plates of the small milk bags are full.

He is a very elegant child. He is very honorable from his words and demeanor. When he eats, he can’t say the nobleness of his hand, and he is especially like Luo Yibei.

Take the position of the knife and fork, the way you eat, or even the frequency of your hand.

Fang Chixia stood in the room, staring at the big one at the same time and watching it for a while, her eyes turned stiff and turned to the face of the small milk bag. She was slightly wrong.

Why do you think Xiaoyi and Luo Yibei are a bit like?

The Fangchi Xia image was hit hard by what, and the eyes of the two were shocked.

The small milk bag was slanted to the already awake, she turned her head and turned her face to her. He raised her ribs on her fork. "Summer, you woke up! Are you hungry? Steak It’s delicious!”

The child is still small, the voice of the voice is particularly strong, and when the corner of the mouth is slightly tilted, it is more pleasing than the most brilliant flower.

Although Fang Chixia sometimes hates Xiao Yi's poison tongue, every time she sees Xiao Yi, even if she is depressed again, she will suddenly become better.

Just, one turned to Luo Yibei next to him, thinking about all his behavior last night, her lips that had been rising quickly, and suddenly fell down.

Like not seeing him, she turned her head and said hello to her little milk bag. "Baby, good morning!"

"Early! I have too much lunch, we can eat together!" The small milk bag lit her face to her, and she looked at her face.

"Not an excuse for picky eaters?" Fang Chixia gave him a blank eye and walked toward him in a few steps.

"Oh, I saw it!" The small milk bag was seen through, but it was not denied.

"Children can't picky eaters!" Fang Chi Xia took him down and took the knife and fork in his hand. She helped him deal with the food in his plate.

She woke up from the beginning to the end of the little milk bag, as for the man next to her, when he did not exist, sitting down and almost did not talk to Luo Yibei.

Luo Yibei looked at her movements coldly, and sneered at the corner of her lips, saying nothing.

Fang Chixia continued to help Xiaoyi handle the food, handled it a little, and handed him a little.

"When are you going to go back?"

The question is Xiao Yi.

The little milk bag was asked by her and seemed to collapse.

Fangchi Xiayan exit, he also squatted.