MTL - The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby-Chapter 7 You better tell the truth

Luo Yibei was swayed by her breath, and the heart was gently scratched by one hand, and suddenly it was a little itchy.

Fang Chi Xiafu was on him and his breathing was very disordered.

The smell of her spray is a touch of cocktail, it is the taste of clear orange liqueur, very unique and good smell, the skin of the body is covered with a layer of pink, such as porcelain snow muscle, like the peach petals floating in the water Intoxicating.

In the bedroom, the breeze passed.

The faint orange scent, like fermenting, is blown away in the air, lingering in the breath of Luo Yibei, and lingering.

Luo Yibei observed her reaction quietly, her eyes faintly sweeping through her face, and she saw her abnormality at first glance.

"Is it taken?" The very low voice, compared with the indifference of the past, added a lazy lame in the bones.

He said that the tone of the words was very light, and it seemed that there was something interesting and did not push her up.

"It's none of your business!" Fang Chi Xia licked his palm and didn't look at his face.

"But, you seem to need help!" Luo Yibei eyebrows pick, faintly staring at her.

The facial features of Fang Chi Xia are especially exquisite, the chin is small, the nose is quite sharp, and the skin is white and snowy, pure and bright.

You don't even need any modification, and the shocking impact of a moment is unforgettable.

Such a face is very beautiful, especially at this moment.

Luo Yibei's eyes fixed on her cherry-like moist lips, and suddenly she turned her back under her body.

His figure is very tall and he looks at the picture of one meter eighty-eight and eighty-eight.

Fang Chi Xia is more than six meters in the summer. It is not short among girls. However, compared with him, it seems so petite.

When he was under his body, his body was completely shrouded in him, and a dense sense of oppression came to him.

Raise his hand and want to struggle. However, the action is made, and the body sticks to him uncontrollably.

Luo Yibei squinted at her, and if the lips were hooked, the thin lips brushed past her lips.

His lips, with a cool temperature, are in stark contrast to her body temperature.

Fang Chixia's body is obviously stiff and stiff, and there is something in his head, like the lead is ignited, and the "bang" is out of control.

I want to get closer to him and want to get more...

However, such an idea was just born, and it was pulled back by her only remaining reason.

Pushing him, she made herself farther away from him, turned her head and tried to restrain herself from seeing his face.

"Self-fixed!" Luo Yibei looked at her like this, the face of Zhang Junmei's screaming face swept away the previous indifference, and even brought a bit of fun.

This man is a personal scum!

This is the evaluation of Luo Yibei at the moment of Fang Chixia.

Is she like this now, is he happy with his mood?

Luo Yibei didn't mind her angry eyes. The big hand clasped her shoulder and pulled her into her arms. He continued to talk to her. "Now tell me, how did you come in? Tell the truth. I may be able to make you better after a while!"

"When I came, your door was already open!" Fang Chixia did not understand what he would suddenly ask, but still answered truthfully.

"Is it? So clever?" Luo Yibei's gaze sank after her words, and did not know if she believed her.