Fang Chi Xia was stunned by him and his face was a bit awkward.

The little milk bag completely ignored her face, and then did something that made her even more embarrassed.

The little face hangs and the brow wrinkles, and he vividly restores the dialogue between Gangfang Xia and Luo Yibei:

"I can't wait to think that I am leaving?"

Looking to the side of Fang Chi Xia’s face, "What are you talking about?"

I walked two steps forward, glanced at the direction of Luo Yibei, and spit out a sigh of relief. "Is there no reluctance?"

Smiled and looked soft, "Baby, I will come soon!"

He played very vividly, and every expression, every tone of his speech, was very similar to Gang Fangxia and Luo Yibei.

It’s not too tired for a person to decorate the two corners, and the expression is switched very fast.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, Fang Chi Xia doesn't know the son born in his stomach, but he can still have this talent!

Luo Yibei saw the corners of his eyes twitching underneath.

This kid!

"The acting is good. I am not interested in Rongxi's business in the future. I can take the road of Uncle Mo Yu." Fang Chi Xiabai took a look at the small milk bag, she taunted.

The little milk bag looked up at her with a small face and smiled.

Fang Chi Xia raised his hand and licked his head, "Go in!"

She was urging Xiao Yi to go in, but she did not move in her footsteps.

The small milk bag had already gone a few steps into the cabin, but when she saw that her footsteps did not move, she also retreated.

Fang Chi Xia is still in Luolu North. "What I just wanted to say is that in the past, I remember to call in the evening."

"Know it." Luo Yibei nodded to her.

"Then I went in!" Fang Chixia bent his lips and turned his head. He wanted to turn his head into the cabin. Luo Yibei suddenly extended his arms to her. "Baby, come over!"

Fang Chixia knew what he meant and was a little speechless to him, but he did not refuse.

Smiling, she walked a few steps down the ramp, standing directly in the middle of the ramp, and extending her arms to Luo Yibei.

Luo Yibei hugged her and hugged her directly from the gangway. Fang Chi Xia took advantage of his arms to take his neck.

Neither of them had a small milk bag still in the room. Luo Yibei stared at her and glanced at her. She pressed her face and leaned toward her lips. She kissed her lips and kissed her.

"Kiss-goodbye." His voice, ringing in his ear, was unusually magnetic.

Fang Chi Xia hand held his face, his lips pressed against him, and gave him a kiss long.

The small milk bag lingered at the hatch of the cabin, holding a small face with a small face and looking at the scene below calmly, and did not mean to avoid it.

I don't know when it started, it seems that this picture has become very common in Luojia.

Basically, every day he goes to school, he will hit it once or twice.

For the intimacy of the two, the small milk bag has been eccentric, and it is customary to become natural.

Now he suddenly understands why Fang Chixia travels every time, and Luo Yibei always arranges a private jet.

If you change to a passenger plane on the airline, the two have not yet entered the cabin for half an hour. I am afraid that the people of the airport have already become angry.

Luo Yibei seems to have forgotten that there is another thing he is waiting for, and he does not loosen after the square pool is in the summer.

Instead, Fang Chi Xia, staring at him sideways, glanced at him, afraid that he would wait for a long time, embarrassed to shrink from Luo Yibei.

"I am going up!" Going back up the ramp, she hurried to the direction of the small milk bag.