Chapter 1683 Just Stay with Me

When he returned to the home of the three of them, the little milk bag was sitting at the dining table eating dinner, swinging his two short legs leisurely.

Seeing him, he turned his head and waved his little hand, greeting him enthusiastically, "Hi, Beibei, you're back!"

There was only one dinner on his table, the pasta that Fang Chixia made for him, which was messed up by him and stained with a few drops of saliva.

Luo Yibei looked at the bright drops on the plate and got goose bumps on his body, "Why is there no one for me?"

"Xia Xia originally prepared one for you, but then I thought you probably wouldn't come back to eat, so I gave it to Qian Duoduo!" The little milk bag explained for him with a smile.

"Qian Duoduo?" Luo Yibei's face twisted after his words.

Why should that dead fat cat enjoy his treatment?

"Yes, lots of money!" Little Milk Bag nodded with a smile, and generously pushed his plate out, "If you don't mind, I can share it with you!"

"Eat yours obediently!" Luo Yibei stared at the saliva in the plate, felt uncomfortable, wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth, and turned to go upstairs.

When going upstairs, Fang Chixia was decorating the children's room for Little Milk Bag.

In fact, Xiaoyi's room was already decorated, but she felt that the color was too monotonous.

Luo Yibei returned home only an hour or two later than her. When she went upstairs, Little Milk Bag's room had been transformed by her, and it was all surrounded by very fresh colors, such as light blue.

It was a very warm style, and it was decorated with many toys and dolls, which was innocent and childlike.

Luo Yibei leaned against the door, stared at her quietly for a while, walked in slowly, and hugged her from behind.

His body pressed against hers, and he hugged her tightly.

His lips were pressed against the skin behind her ear, and he kissed slowly along the curve of her neck. His hands even got into her clothes and fiddled with them.

Fang Chixia was very sensitive, and she twisted uncomfortably in his arms. She seemed a little surprised by his appearance.

"Why are you back?"

"Are you unhappy?" Luo Yibei curled the corners of his lips.

"I just didn't expect it." Fang Chixia corrected.

Luo Yibei lowered his head, his eyes fixed on her slightly open chest, his palms slowly stroked up along her belly, and he bit her earlobe lightly, "Wife, I'm so hungry!"

His voice was particularly low, and the word "wife" came out of his mouth, seductive and with a hint of a low smile.

"I didn't know you would come back, I've already thrown away the dinner!" Fang Chixia was a little embarrassed, raised her head and looked at him calmly, "Shall I prepare another one for you?"

Turning around, she wanted to leave, but was pulled back by Luo Yibei.

He picked her up with his strong arms, and he didn't seem to want to let her go.

"Talk to me first!" He held her and walked slowly to the sofa. With the two of them in this position, he pushed her to the sofa.

Fang Chixia was pressed against the sofa by him, and his body was pressed on her.

The two of them pressed together, and their body temperature ironed each other, as if they had their own electricity, and they felt numb.

"What did grandpa say?" Fang Chixia wrapped her arms around his neck, and her fingertips gently scratched the white collar of his shirt.

"Why do you care about him?" Luo Yibei didn't take her words seriously, pressed her hand, turned his head and kissed the back of her hand softly.