Chapter 1575 Corners Are Convenient for Rolling

Fang Chixia ignored him.

"I said come here!" Luo Yibei raised his thin lips again.

Fang Chixia didn't want to disturb Xiaoyi, so she took a deep breath, hesitated, and leaned into his arms.

Luo Yibei took advantage of the situation and hugged her, his hands naturally resting on her waist.

"Go to sleep!" He didn't make it difficult, his arms just locked around her, his thin lips uttered a sentence lightly, and he closed his eyes.

The two have been married for several years, and Fang Chixia has long been familiar with his arms.

Even though she is not used to the three-person family sleeping style mentioned by Xiaoyi, she fell asleep quickly in Luo Yibei's arms.

Xiaoyi is only three years old, and such a young child actually takes up very, very little space.

He doesn't like to turn over and over when he sleeps like many children. He sleeps more peacefully, and his movements are even very elegant. His coldness in his bones is well reflected at this time.

There is actually no difference between having one more person on the bed and not having one more person on the bed.

Fang Chixia slept very deeply. When she woke up the next morning, the little milk bag had already woken up.

She was still leaning on Luo Yibei's arms. Luo Yibei also woke up, but he did not avoid the presence of the child and still hugged her with his arms.

The little milk bag lay on the edge of the bed and stared at the two of them calmly.

His eyes moved up and down their faces for several circles, and finally fixed on their bodies pressed together.

Staring at these two people for a few seconds, the corners of his lips suddenly curved.

"You two threw me aside last night just for this, right?" He spoke like a teacher interrogating a student, speaking very slowly.

"So what?" Luo Yibei glanced at him sideways and answered very directly.

Xiaoyi was a little shocked, but his heart was not fragile.

"Beibei, are you disliking me for getting in the way?" The little milk bag asked again with a straight face.

Luo Yibei was not so sharp this time, but replied to him lightly, "It's more comfortable to sleep in the corner, there is more space, and you can roll around at will."

He said it in a high-sounding manner, and it seemed to make sense.

Fang Chixia was choked by his words, and the usually sharp-tongued little milk bag was blocked by him for a while and didn't know how to respond.

"Okay, get up, choose a bed!" Luo Yibei was still thinking about what happened last night, and he lifted the sheets and got out of bed, and he went straight to the bathroom.

When the little milk bag heard this, he immediately became excited and followed him to the bathroom happily.

"We want to change to a bed that is twice as big as this one!"

"Okay!" Luo Yibei replied lightly.

"Three times bigger is better, three times wider!" The little milk bag thought about it and corrected again.

"Okay."

"Beibei, what style do you like? European, Chinese, palace, or simple?"

"All are fine."

"But baby likes to make it into a small house, with stairs to climb up step by step, and a platform on top to be filled with all kinds of toys." Little Milk Bag said again.

Luo Yibei had been following him, and when he heard what he said, his eyes twitched.

What the hell is a bed full of toys like a small house?

"Beibei, what do you think?" Little Milk Bag tilted his head, as if he was looking forward to reaching the same consensus with him.

Luo Yibei's lips twitched fiercely, stopped squeezing toothpaste, raised his hand and rubbed his head, "Baby, there is no need for a house shape, right? It's so depressing to sleep! As for toys, if you like, uncle will give you a room full of toys someday!"