Fang Chi Xia’s eyes are pumping.

The little milk bag looked at her with a smile, followed by the words and said, "If you don't follow us back, you won't see me in the future. You are unfortunate?"

He seems to be particularly confident, just like Luo Yibei, born.

It’s never embarrassing to talk.

Fang Chi Xia is speechless.

"Go, go dining!" The little milk bag carried a small hand and walked in front of her and swayed in a circle. She carried the small chin very coldly and walked in front to go outside the room.

Luo Yi's northern line of sight followed her figure side, faintly glanced at him, slammed the corner of his lips, and slowly followed up.

Fang Chi Xia washed it for a while, and went down to accompany the father and son are preparing to dine. The Luo Yibei mobile phone ringing suddenly sounded at this time.

The small milk bag clearly shows that many people around him don't know, but they have put their heads together, and they are very familiar with him. They ask seriously, "Who is calling?"

"Uncle's mother." Luo Yibei faintly returned to him.

"Uncle's mother must be very beautiful, right? Look at the baby, you know!" The little milk is very sweet.

Luo Yibei was smacked by his lips and took the phone and listened to the phone.

"Easy, when will you come back?"

"Alright!"

Sha Zhixing was silent for a while, and asked, "Is it right?"

"Yeah." Luo Yibei stared at Fang Chixia and glanced back, faintly returned to her.

"When is the person brought back?" The sand weaving star followed.

Luo Yibei did not answer, but turned his attention to Fang Chi Xia.

His cell phone sound is a bit loud, and Fang Chi Xia can just hear it.

Her hand holding the knife and fork seemed to be stiff, and the action of the meal stopped.

"Mom wants to meet her, find a time to bring people back!" The voice of Sha Zhixing came again.

"Good." Luo Yibei did not hesitate too much, and he readily agreed.

After two people talked a few more words, Sha Zhixing suddenly turned a topic, "Right, have you adopted a child?"

"Well, baby said?"

"Yeah, bring the children back together! Before you come back, talk to your mother." Sha Zhixing said.

"Good." Luo Yibei should have her sentence, is preparing to hang up the phone, Sha Zhixing suddenly came up again, "Is the child next to it? Let him talk to me!"

Luo Yibei squatted, and the phone was stiff and handed to the small milk bag.

The little milk bag didn't recognize the life. I was very familiar with the sand weaving star. "Mrs. Good! My name is Xiao Yi! I am a child from North and North and Xia Xia. I will follow the North and the North and Xia Xia later. Will the lady welcome me?"

He said that he and the children of Fang Chi Xia and Luo Yibei said a special slogan.

It seems that this is true.

The little mouth is also very talkative and very polite, and the sand weaving star on the other end of the phone giggles.

"Welcome! How can you not welcome it? Everyone in Luojia welcomes Xiaoyi! Everyone will be happy to see Xiaoyi!"

"Really? Xiaoyi is very happy to see everyone!" The little milk bag chatted with her and talked about it.

After two people, you still have a lot of words in one sentence. I asked a little about Yi Yi.

Xiao Yi is very talkative, and the laughter of the sand weaving star has not stopped.

Luo Yibei did not listen to the conversation between the two people, his eyes have been staring at Fang Chi Xia.

He took a light drink from the side of the milk, and he spit out a sentence, "Mom misses you too!"