Luo Yibei’s point of view has always been clear, his children can only be Fang Chi Xiasheng!

Although he did not clearly say to the small milk bag, but Xiao Yi can clearly feel it.

At the thought of this, staring at the identification report on the hand, Xiao Yi’s eager face before, suddenly dimmed.

When I came to the door of the house and entered the house, Luo Yibei held Fang Chi Xia on the balcony and did not know what to do.

Two people who are very close, their faces are sticking together.

The small milk bag stood at the door, staring at the two people quietly for a long time, and he licked his mouth.

If he is only related to Luo Yibei, will it destroy the relationship between the two?

The four-year-old child has a very small mind and is considered very thoughtful.

After the publication of the appraisal report, the benefits and disadvantages were all measured.

There is only one advantage, he can recognize Luo Yibei.

However, the downside is a lot.

If Luo Yibei does not recognize him, or if the marriage with Fang Chixia is shattered, what should I do?

The small milk bag did not want this result. He squatted at the door for a while, and finally decided not to tell Luo Yibei about this.

At least, you must first test his reaction.

Close the door and walk in, open his own child's suitcase, he collected the appraisal report, and then, if nothing happened, and the two people outside the balcony greeted, "Hey, Xia Xia, I am back!"

Fang Chi Xia returned to God, pushed Luo Yibei, and walked toward him in a few steps.

"Where did you go?" Knocked down in front of him, she stared at him quietly.

"Just go down and just go down." Xiaokebao smiled and replied.

"If you want to go out later, talk to North and North or me, don't go around alone, do you know?" Fang Chi Xia licked his head and hugged him.

"Know it, the baby will greet you later." The little milk bag knows that she just cares about herself, and she smugly screams at her and leans over her face.

"Isn't you hungry? Mommy takes you downstairs to eat." Fang Chi Xia touched his stomach and hugged him to go downstairs.

"Good." The small milk bag is particularly smooth today.

Fang Chixia accompanied him to the downstairs. The family of three ordered some food. When dining, the small milk bag kept staring at Luo Yibei.

"Is there something to say to you?" Luo Yi's north corner of the eye slanted to his small eyes, and his movements paused.

The small milk bag squinted at Fang Chi Xia, and if he had nothing to shake his head, "No!"

Luo Yibei did not ask much, helped him cut the food piece and sent it to his plate, and then continued to use the meal casually.

The small milk bag always likes to stare at him today. It is like this when dining. It is still the case when I use the meal to go back upstairs.

After the gaze fell on him, it was like being glued, and he didn't move away from him.

In the evening, he took a bath with Luo Yibei.

Two people soaked in the bathtub, let Luo Yibei help him scrub his body, the small milk bag quietly stared at his hand and looked at it, cold did not prevent him, "North-North..."

"What's wrong?" Luo Yibei gave him a voice and continued to help him rub his arm.

The small milk bag turned to him, and stared at him with a quiet look. He thought about the wording and asked carefully. "North-North, do you like children?"