As soon as she was ready to walk towards her, Fang Chi Xia quickly avoided and rushed in the direction of the car. The door was thrown by the backhand, and loebye didn't do it. She returned to the car herself. She disappeared quickly. The little milk bag sat in the car and witnessed the scene from beginning to end. He glanced at the Fangchi Xia beside him and despised him, "Xia Xia, you counselled again!"“ Shut up! " Fang Chi Xia is excited by Luo Yibei. When she looks at the face of xiaonaibao that is somewhat similar to Luo Yibei, she seems to see Luo Yibei and misfires. The little milk bag has a flat mouth and an innocent face. Luo Yibei walked slowly towards this side and glanced at Fang Chi Xia in the car. He coldly hooked his lips. Play with him? The means are not enough! The door closed and he started the car and continued in the direction of the hotel. Fang Chi Xia sat in the back, absent-minded all the time. She was wondering how to solve their problem. The fuse for the child has been buried. She can't go back to Luo's house again. She doesn't want to be known by Lloyd's north one day. At that time, the lead will be ignited and explode again. She doesn't want to uncover the buried scars. She doesn't want to be blown apart by his anger. She has to leave! However, thinking about what just happened, Fang Chi Xia had a headache. It's a matter of exquisite intelligence to escape from the eyes of loebye! Fang Chi Xia absentmindedly returned to the hotel and arrived at the gate of the hotel. Luo Yibei got off the car first and then led the small milk bag to the hotel. Fang Chi Xia saw that he didn't care about himself. As soon as he turned, he wanted to run back. However, as soon as his legs had just opened, Luo Yibei seemed to have a back eye, and his eyes swept over fiercely. Fang Chi Xia was frightened by him. Her legs were stiff and took back. She looked at him awkwardly. She reluctantly followed his steps“ Remember what I reminded you. " Luo Yibei's lips curled up a cold arc and walked in front into the hotel. Fang Chi Xia failed in one attempt. After that, he didn't do any more useless work. He followed him upstairs. After returning to the room, Luo Yibei directly took the small milk bag back to the children's room. He has never been a gentle person, never, even if the other party Chi Xia was so good before, but in fact, there are not many times when he is gentle. However, now, after following the small milk bag into the room, he squatted on the ground and studied toys with the small milk bag. There are so many toys in the children's room that the whole room is full. The little milk bag sat in the pile of toys like a curious baby. For a while, he picked up this and that. He would also ask Luo Yibei to help him demonstrate the game, "uncle, how do you assemble this?"“ I'll help you! " Luo Yibei has never been patient, but his patience seems to be excellent in the face of small milk bags. He helped the small milk bags to put together pieces of small parts and puzzles. He was very attentive when making puzzles. His handsome face drooped slightly at 45 degrees, his eyes were deep, and his slender, bony hands were flexible and elegant. At this time, Luo Yibei had a magnetism that he didn't usually have. Fang Chixia felt that he who taught the little milk bag to play with toys was more attractive than he was at any time. That kind of tenderness inadvertently distributed, as if it could kill people. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.