When Luo Yi went upstairs, Fang Chixia was sorting out the luggage of two people.

She did not separate his clothes and put them in other rooms, but flattened them and hung them in a closet.

Luo Yibei leaned on the door, watching her movements quietly, and the lips were lightly hooked.

"The matter of returning to China..." The lips moved, and I wanted to say something. If I finished, Fang Chixia’s cell phone rang.

Fang Chixia looked at him with a puzzled look. Luo Yibei picked up his eyebrows and gestured for her. The phone was called by Tong Yan, and the person was in the living room downstairs, just separated by a floor.

Fang Chixia was a little speechless to her and took the call.

"Yan Yan, what happened?"

"Where is your mother, Xiao Yi is hurt!" Tong Yan replied her, and as a mother, she said that she was particularly fluent.

Fang Chi Xia did not care about her wording. When she heard her words, she thought that the last time she was injured, she was anxious.

"I am going down!" Hang up the phone, she opened the door and rushed out, running downstairs.

She didn't know that the child was seriously injured, and she didn't have time to ask. The person ran down in a panic.

As a result, when I came down, Xiao Yi sat on the sofa and raised a small finger. The two short legs swayed especially leisurely.

There are several servants around, like anxious.

Tong Yan is also very worried, and he seems to be checking his injury next to him.

Xiao Yi was indeed injured, but only the finger was hurt.

Accurately speaking, it is a finger.

It should not be painful, otherwise his look will not be so leisurely.

However, Fang Chi Xia knows his situation, afraid of blood flow, she rushed to the past.

"Baby, how did you hurt yourself?" Knocked down in front of him, Fang Chi Xia took up his hand, and took the gauze distressed to help him bandage it.

Still more than normal, the platelets were not adjusted.

"I just wanted to practice the knife method. Chengxi is very powerful in this respect. Should North and North be the same?" The small milk bag patted her shoulder and consoled her. "Nothing, no pain."

Fang Chi Xia is speechless. "Baby is still small. Don't learn these things first. Don't learn badly with North and North."

Luo Yibei, who just walked downstairs, heard this and the corner of his eyes jumped.

What is it about him?

The little milk bag didn't mind her words, but it was awkward to pick up the sentence. "Then I will learn to play with a gun! This will protect the summer and summer. I used to teach me!"

Fang Chixia was smashed by him and gave him a blank eye. "Protect me? To protect me, I must protect myself first! Don't have any wounds in the future, do you know?"

"Are you looking down on the children?" The little milk bag was hurt by her white eyes.

"No, I am telling the truth." Fang Chi Xia eye bends and smiles at him.

She didn't laugh, but she smiled, and the small milk bag was more frustrated.

Pouting, he decided not to talk to her, and then speak directly in action.

Fang Chixia helped him to handle the wound and sat in the living room on the sofa for a while.

After Luo Yibei went downstairs, Xiao Yixi abandoned her abandoningly, and quickly and Luo Yibei made a pile of research aircraft models.

Luo Yibei used the model as an example to teach him the various functions of the helicopter.

After playing with him for a while, he asked coldly, "Yes, baby, when is your birthday?"

"September 16." The little milk bag returned to him with a mouthful.