He asked cautiously. His eyes were staring at him without blinking, and there was even a trace of expectation in his eyes. Luo Yibei raised his head and looked at him. Instead of directly answering his question, he gave him a more direct answer, "daddy likes you!" A very clear answer, whether he likes children or not, he likes himself for sure. The little milk bag's eyes lit up a lot after his words, and asked along with his words, "what if daddy has himself and Xiaxia's children in the future?"“ Aren't you also the child of daddy and Xia Xia? " Luo Yibei raised his eyebrows and asked softly. What he meant was that the little milk bag was no different from his own child. In fact, his words have reassured xiaonaibao. However, Xiaoyi knows very well that the premise for him to say these words is that he doesn't know his blood relationship with himself. If you know, if you were born by a woman through unbearable means, will loebye's attitude still be like this“ Beibei... "The little milk bag stared at him for a long time, silent for a while, and tried to ask," Xia Xia is your wife. Haven't Xia Xia had children in recent years? " He was actually testing whether he might be Fang Chi Xia's child. However, Luo Yibei's next words completely extinguished his expectations. Luo Yibei's eyes darkened after his words. After a long silence, he slowly spit out a sentence, "yes, but there was an accident. He had a miscarriage before he was born." Miscarriage before birth. Maybe I didn't give it to Xiao Yi at all. If something happened after birth, he thought there might be a little hope. However, Fang Chi Xia never had a child... Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly darkened“ Well, don't mention these, and don't make these preconditions in Xiaxia noodles. If you like your brother and sister, daddy works hard! " Luo Yibei rubbed his head, took a bath towel to wrap his body, and picked him up from the bathtub. When I took him out, I stuffed him into Fang Chi Xia's arms. After Luo Yibei, I turned to the bathroom. After taking over Xiaoyi, Fang Chixia placed him on the sofa, bowed his head and patiently wiped his short hair. The little milk bag looked up at her quietly. He was observing whether he was similar to her. He even took out a mirror and looked at their faces. Fang Chi Xia only thought he was narcissistic and smoked his lips. She joked, "are you so handsome that you can't sleep?"“ of course! It doesn't depend on who I inherited! " The little milk bag raised his chin and mentioned genes. He is now very proud“ Who inherited it? " Fang Chi Xia conditionally followed his words and stared at him with interest“ Genetic...... "the little milk bag just wanted to say, but thinking of Gangluo Yibei's words, he said to his lips and held back his impulse," genetic my daddy! " Fang Chi Xia didn't ask who his father was. The problem of parents, like herself, has always been a taboo for small milk bags“ Well, rest early after drying your hair. We have to go home tomorrow! " Fang Chi Xia helped him blow his hair, almost dry, and took him to bed. The little milk bag was lying on the bed, his hand supporting his chin, staring at her silently. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.