The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Compared to the low-key travel of Fasino, the men who entered later became bigger and more arrogant.

Fang Chi Xia was originally prepared to leave with Xiaochen, and when he saw the man who came in, she slammed and walked down the steps.

The organizers went out to meet a lot of people, and the humble waist was quickly folded into an eighty degree.

There are also many servants who follow the person, and there are dozens of people behind them, as if they are afraid of not serving the other party.

The man is still stepping in and coming in here. After coming in, he chats with the organizers. "Mr. Xia, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"Prince, I haven't seen you for a long time!" The organizer's head was very low, and he didn't dare to look up.

Standing in front of the man, respectfully made a gesture to him and led him to the dinner party. "Prince, please come here!"

A large group of people slowly came in after the place where Chi Xia was located.

Fang Chi Xia stiff standing in the same place, the line of sight moved in the direction of the crowd, staring at the middle-aged man who was surrounded by the center and looked and looked, his brow wrinkled.

Hayman...

How did he come here?

Some time ago, Shi Yaheng had just been here. Now it is Heyman. What is the tacit understanding between the father and the son?

Heyman seemed to perceive the sight of her cast, turned her head and looked at her in the direction.

Staring at her face for a few seconds, her eyes fell on her little morning, and he slowly and step by step toward the mother and daughter.

"Oh, it’s so smart! Miss Fang is also there!" The two of them were very familiar, and Hayman first greeted her.

"Prince, good evening!" Fang Chixia greeted him.

"Dawn is changing again!" Haiman's eyes turned to the little morning in her arms, and she wanted to reach out and hold it. However, Dawn didn't give her face, and she ignored her diligence.

She was only in her early age, and her one-year-old child was proud of her temper and temper.

This is the right of her age, to control who you are, she does not like, a face is too lazy to give you.

She didn't look at Heyman from beginning to end, her head was very low, and she was playing with the little yellow duck in her hands.

Suddenly, the other party does not exist.

Fang Chixia was a little speechless to Xiaochen, but she did not blame her.

Although the child is small, but small, there is also the right to choose her preference.

In this respect, Fang Chixia's mentality is similar to that of Luo Yibei. Typically, what my daughter wants is, I don't like to detour!

Being ignored by a one-year-old child, Hayman’s face was a bit awkward.

The hand stretched out and stiffened in the air for a while, and the morning sun still didn't react at all, and finally had to pick it up.

"This girl is really personality!" Staring at the little head of Chen Chen, he smiled without a smile.

"Dawn is still small." Fang Chi Xia faint defense.

"Also." Heyman laughed and stared at the morning sun.

Dawn's head hangs very low, so low that he only sees the furry head.

Heyman tried several times to see her facial features, but she was helpless.

Heyman has no choice but to leave for the time being.

When the crowds were ready to go, not far away, Sha Zhixing suddenly came with Xiao Yi.

Xiaochenyi saw that his family was too happy, his face was lifted, and his small arm opened his hand toward Xiaoyi. "Brother~Big~"