Fang Chi Xia actually said a word in total.

With such a word, it has been extended by the small milk package.

The retelling to Luo Yibei is almost a story.

Nothing is her original words.

The small milk bag also said that it sounded like a sound, as if it was such a thing.

Luo Yibei's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Have she said that?" He asked a little uncertain.

"Yeah, said to a cold uncle." Xiaokebao smiled and replied.

"Is it cold and cold?" Luo Yi's north lip hooked.

He was delighted by the words of the little milk bag.

He actually didn't believe that Fang Chixia could do the sensational things in the small milk bag, but the small milk bag would not lie to him. Even if Fang Chixia didn't say those numbs, he must have said something.

Still said to cold and cold.

At the thought of this, Luo Yi's north lip lobes higher.

"I know you, now go back to your little study room, and I will come over and teach you to read the words!" Luo Yibei confessed to him, turned and walked slowly toward the bedroom.

When entering the house, Fang Chixia was looking for casual clothes.

Luo Yibei slowed down to her and walked over to the sofa next to her. The slender legs were lazy and my eyes turned to her side. "Go and see cold and cry?"

Fang Chi Xia squatted, and the hand holding the clothes was stiff.

A little afraid of his misunderstanding, she looked at him with a sigh of relief.

Luo Yibei had no sourness on his face, and his expression seemed to be somewhat pleasant.

Fang Chixia was relieved, "Well, I just met when I was in Xiaoyi."

"Xiao Yi said," Luo Yibei looked at her with a gaze, and the tone slammed down, and the tail was slowly vomiting. "You confess me in front of him?"

The expression on Fang Chi Xia’s face was slightly stagnate.

This kid!

"Well?" Luo Yibei looked at her with a sigh of relief, and his smile deepened.

"That's not! The children know what confession! I am just..." Fang Chi Xia, want to explain, but the words have not been exported, but was interrupted by Luo Yibei, "What is it?"

He looked at her eyes very deep, like a well of water, quiet, deep and thorough.

"Nothing. You haven't used dinner yet? I'm going to help you!" Fang Chixia had already gotten to the lips and calmed down. If nothing had happened to go outside the room, Luo Yibei walked slowly and tiptoe. As soon as she lifted it, she reached the side of the door and blocked her way.

Fang Chi Xia Wei, looked at his eyes a little surprised, "What?"

Luo Yi's north lip hooked his hook, his eyes slanted to her, and his face was lazy. "I have used it!"

"This way, then I will go see Xiaoyi!" Fang Chixia wanted to cross him and go out. Luo Yibei’s body suddenly leaned toward the door and blocked her road again.

Fang Chi Xia brow wrinkled, and he was slightly annoyed with him. "What are you doing?"

Luo Yibei ignored her words, her eyes were light, her fingertips clasped her chin, raised her little face, forced her eyes to greet her, thin lips and squirming, slowly spit out in a very slow speech. "In fact, I am more looking forward to hearing the live version!"

He is letting her face those words facing him.

Fang Chi Xia did not know what it was like after the word was sent out by the small milk bag, but looking at the expression of Luo Yibei, she knew that it must have been processed a lot.

Fang Chi Xia did not know how much the small milk bag said, and his face was slightly embarrassed.