The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Luo Yibei had been holding back his temper before, and he was directly angered when he saw this scene.

"Give me a roll!" screamed at a group of people violently, and did not care what effect it would bring to himself. He helped Fang Chixia, and the arm guarded her and went to the media to meet outside.

A large group of media stood in the same place, and seemed to be a little embarrassed about the new things, did not keep up.

Luo Yibei guarded Fang Chixia and got on the bus. He drove all the way away and went straight back to the villa of the two in the palace.

Pressing her on the sofa, he took out the medicine box and helped her handle the wound on her knee.

"I don't care, it doesn't hurt." Fang Chixia didn't care about himself, so he took a group of sterile cotton and wiped his wounds down.

Luo Yibei pressed her to sit, pushed her hand away, helped her to eliminate the wound, and simply wrapped it.

When he was outside, his face was very cold and cold enough to make Fang Chi Xia feel chilling.

However, seeing her wounds, his face eased a lot.

Fang Chi Xia stared at him quietly and looked at him, looking at his obviously improved face, only when he did not take the reporter's words to the heart, relaxed his heart.

However, what she did not expect was that the two people who had a little bit of relationship in the past few days seemed to be more indifferent.

This kind of coldness, from where to come, Fang Chixia did not know.

After the press conference.

Fang Chixia's sixth sense has always been accurate, she believes that her feelings will not go wrong.

Luo Yibei is a little cold to her.

However, she did not know why.

Although he did not agree with her inherited the family before, but he did not say anything clearly for so many days, Fang Chixia automatically believes that he is now supporting himself.

Not because of this, Fang Chixia thought about it, and accidentally thought about it.

He and her, this year is exactly the seventh year of marriage.

Seven years, seven years of itching.

Every day, on the day and night, relative to so many **** nights, did he start to be cold to her?

Recall that in the past, when the two were together, almost every wedding anniversary had been passed.

However, this year, no matter whether it is a wedding anniversary or a birthday, it has not been celebrated.

Fang Chi Xia is probably reading more books recently, his head is stupid, the more he thinks, the more he thinks.

When listening to the teacher’s lecture, today is the only time she is out of the way!

"Miss Yunxi, what I just said, did you listen to it?" The cold, the teacher's voice of the lecture came.

Fang Chi Xia still thinks about Luo Yibei, his fingertips hold his forehead, and there is no reaction to her words.

"Miss Yunxi!" The instructor called her again.

Fang Chi Xia returned to God and gave her a glimpse of it.

"What did I just say?" The teacher smiled at her.

"Oh..." Fang Chi Xia looked at her, and she didn't know what to answer.

“Is it too tired recently?” The teacher was very considerate to help her find reasons.

For her kind of intelligence, learning things fast, absorptive ability, basically do not need to spend a lot of spirit to teach students, even the teacher who teaches is not willing to accept her to open the gap.

Moreover, looking at the expression, it looks like it is...

Think of men.

The instructor is very reluctant to admit this fact.

"Sorry, Mrs. Luo Wei." Fang Chixia apologized to her and stood up with the book. "Can we continue next time?"

"Okay, go back and have a good rest." Mrs. Luo Wei smiled at her.