The Overbearing Chief Husband's Favorite: Baby

When he stepped downstairs, Xiao Zuo was still crying and feigning illness, but his voice was a bit boisterious.

There were a lot of people waiting for him around, but it didn’t seem to satisfy him as the little guys brows remained wrinkled.

Luo Yibei glanced at him woodenly at the corner of his eyes.

Fang Chixia was in the kitchen helping Luo Enqi boil tea.

Luo Enqi has no idea that the Luoshen tea that he had often drank before were actually from her, but still he asked her to try preparing it.

Fang Chixia was smart enough to alter the proportions of the various ingredients she added thus producing a different flavor.

The taste of her tea naturally are distinct.

“You are awake.” When she came out holding a pot of tea, she was first startled at his figure by the door, but regain her composure instantly and handed a cup to Luo Enqi as if nothing has happened.

“Grandpa, here, try this!” She poured him a cup and stood beside him.

Luo Enqi was trying to test her if the person, who has prepared the Luoshen tea before, was her. But the different taste was unexpected: “Well done!”

He has always been amiable with Fang Chixia and the harmonious way they are getting along was equal to being a family.

However, Luo Yibei was very clear that liking and his kindness as well as goodness towards her was one thing. Whether he’ll acquiesce to their marriage was another matter.

Luo Yibei stood not far away, quietly watching the interaction of the two and couldn’t help but suddenly recall Luo Enqi’s warning in nice.

What did his grandpa mean in the end?

Fang Chixia sat with Luo Enqi in the living room for a while before heading upstairs.

Luo Yibei’s line of sight followed her figure. She had just been up the stairs for two minutes, and he followed.

When she arrived in her room, Fang Chixia was packing.

Her whole body bears all his marks but her collar has hidden some.

Fang Chixia has pulled her loose neckline up several time, trying to hide as much as possible.

Luo Yibei slowed down and stopped next to her.

“How did you come in?” Fang Chixia was jolted at his appearance, mainly because she never heard a sound of his footsteps.

“Can’t I?” Luo Yibei replied lazily and moved closer, his eyes fixed at her neckline.

Fang Chixia still wears that necklace, that pendant with a ring.

She seems to have been wearing it all these time. Since he had met her, he never saw her taking it off.

It’s just that the pendant has always been hidden by her clothes. Since her clothes were generally conservative, it was well covered.

When Fang Chixia noticed him staring at her chest, out of instinct, she thought he was once again brimming with wicket thoughts. She stepped back with vigilance, but Lou Yibei brought her back by locking an arm around her waist.

Fang Chixia calmed herself down and remained still. She asked suspiciously: “What’s the matter?”

In answer, Luo Yibei caught the pendant in between his fingertips and stared at the shiny pendant for a while while gently sticking his fingers into the diamonds on the ring as if in a state of contemplation.

Fang Chixia’s brows tightened, baffled at his actions.

Just what was he doing?

Before she could ask again, Luo Yibei’s face quickly resumed its indifference.

“It’s ugly, don’t wear it in the future.” He released it and remarked with his tongue on his cheek.

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