Chapter 1571: So small, so small...

The place where Fangchi Xia lived was no better than the last presidential suite, and even the thoughtful children's room.
Fang Chi Xia has a total of one bedroom here. There was originally a room, but she was decorated into a study room and could not sleep.
Xiao Yi is still so small. Luo Yibei lived with him last time. It is not that he has tossed people after he fell asleep at night. When he needs an adult, there is a lot of time. It is definitely impossible for him to sleep.
Just, he slept in the master bedroom, where did he sleep?
I was wondering, Fang Chi Xia’s voice suddenly sounded, "You sleep in the living room!"
It’s a natural tone, like some gloating.
Luo Yibei cold glanced at her, did not answer, but the small milk bag opened, "But, the sofa in the living room is so small, so uncle, so high, sleep?"
He looked like he was worried, and he opened his arms and compared it to the body of Luo Yibei.
"Baby, nothing to do with you." Fang Chi Xia's patted his head.
The little milk bag pouted and looked at Luo Yibei with a sympathetic expression.
Luo Yibei licked his lips and his face was very tight.
The expression on his face was very straightforward and he was not happy, but when he saw the small milk bag holding the knee of the sofa, he endured it.
"Well, I am going to the living room." Tonight, he was very special. He didn't even need to say anything about Fang Chi Xia Duo. He turned and went to the living room.
This kind of him seems to make Fang Chi Xia awkward.
So good to talk?
Luo Yibei did not come up after this.
Fang Chi Xia did not bring the children, but she took care of Xiao Yi, and she was much more skilled than Luo Yibei.
"Baby, go, go to the bathroom, I will help you take a shower." Holding a small easy, Fang Chi Xia took him to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, two people wash and wash, help him wipe his face and body, Fang Chi Xia after holding him to bed.
"I really don't care about my uncle?" The small milk bag lay on the bed, and the eyes drifted from time to time in the direction of the door. It seems that some of them are not worried about Luo Yibei.
"Uncle's body iron does not matter, sleep, sleep well, the wound can be better." Fang Chixia seems to have taken his words seriously, lying with him in bed, will be him Into the arms.
The small milk bag has been playing in the supermarket for a long time, and this time it is a bit sleepy.
After Fang Chi Xia’s words, he closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.
The child's breathing sound is clear and shallow, very light and very light.
Fang Chi Xia also wanted to go to sleep directly, but quietly stared at the face of the small milk bag, she did not know how, suddenly thought of Luo Yibei.
When she saw the small milk bag, she thought of Luo Yibei.
Probably because the two have a little similar relationship.
Fang Chixia's own home, she knows what the situation is.
Her sofa is really small. It was originally prepared for her when she bought it. The living room is directly connected to the garden. The temperature will be lower at night. Luo Yibei did not take anything, only brought an individual.
Fang Chi Xia lay in bed, squinting and thinking for a while, finally carefully left the bed, opened the closet, she took out a bed sheet, wearing cotton swabs and gently went downstairs.
When I went downstairs, the lights downstairs were all off.
The living room is very dim, the faint light is reflected from the street lights of the garden, and the shadows are projected in the window, quiet and quiet.
Luo Yibei seems to be asleep, his head resting on the sofa, his arms around his chest, lazy legs, and more than half of them are hanging out of the sofa.