The small milk bag looked straight and frowned.

The relationship is so good, is it even more hopeless?

On the balcony of a room in the villa of the two people, a figure leaned high in front of the guardrail. After the appearance of Fang Chi Xia and cold praying cold, the line of sight fell on the two people and did not move away.

Looking at the scene quietly, his eyes glanced at the cold and chilling hands, and the person on the balcony turned his eyes and fell on the face of Fang Chixia.

Fang Chixia is helping the small milk bag to fan the wind, holding a piece of frangipani leaves in his hand, gently helping him to fan.

Bali has a tropical climate with high temperatures, and both mother and child are red-faced.

Her gaze fell from the beginning to the end of the face of the small milk bag, not seen behind.

This way, she made the Luo Yibei gaze standing on the balcony softer.

He is actually very confident that Fang Chixia feels about him. From her look at his eyes, and her look at other people's eyes, he can tell.

Luo Yibei is very confident about this, confident enough to firmly believe that no matter how many obstacles between the two, she will eventually return to him!

The process is tortuous, how can she make him pamper!

His conclusion is that there will be no mistakes!

Looking at her in the garden quietly, Luo Yibei slowly went downstairs.

Going through the garden, came to the two people, and picked up the small milk bag that was lying next to Fang Chixia. Luo Yibei spurs him to lie down on the beach chair and put him on his body. .

Suddenly, let the little milk bag rejoice, and smile on the face, "North and North, you are here!"

Fang Chi Xia was sitting close to the small milk bag. His body was much bigger than the small milk bag. A chair was occupied by him. Fang Chi Xia’s body and him were almost as fast as he was.

She obviously did not expect that he would suddenly appear, the hand holding the egg leaf was stiff, and the movement of the fan was so fixed in front of his face.

Cold and cold should not have expected his appearance, his eyes on the side of his face, his face like a layer of frost, slowly stagnated.

"Continue!" Luo Yibei did not feel embarrassed, faintly stunned Fang Chi Xia, the face does not change color requirements.

Fang Chi Xia, "..."

Fang Chixia gave him a blank eye and threw the leaves to him. "Go yourself!"

Standing up, wanting to change the chair, Luo Yibei has a long arm and a cross, blocking her movements, pressing her back to sit in place.

His movements were very overbearing, and the hegemony of the pool was in his hands, like a rabbit that had been weak and lethal, and he was salvaged back in the air.

Fang Chi Xia's body is stiff and stiff, and seems to be slightly annoyed by his behavior.

Luo Yibei completely ignored her face, took care of her own paper towels, and helped the small milk bag to wipe the sweat on her forehead. "Hot?"

"Not hot!" The little milk bag shook his head.

"Come so far, hard work?" Luo Yibei asked again.

"There are summer and summer and North and North, not hard." Xiaokebao smiled and replied.

"Hey." Luo Yibei licked his head.

Chatting with two people, no one else.

Fang Chi Xia was buckled by an arm of Luo Yibei. Every time he tried to stand up, however, every time he had an impulse, he was pressed and sat back.

The beach chair was originally narrow, and the three people were crowded together to remove the pretty look of Fang Chi Xia. The picture was harmonious and intimate.

It was cold and cold next to it, but it became like an outsider.