The footsteps just started, but they were dragged back by Loeb. The little milk bag let his body be dragged back by him. When their bodies collided, he even took the initiative to hold loybei's slender legs and lean against him“ What do you want? " Luo Yibei's eyes were light and his voice was not flat. Little milk bag should not know that luoyibei walks horizontally and vertically at home and abroad. It's not his own way to go. No one dares to negotiate with him like this. Xiaonaibao didn't think how rare his opportunity was. He should take advantage of this opportunity to blackmail him, or go back and think it over before telling him. In fact, he is quite confident that if he wants to negotiate terms with loebye, he can have the opportunity at any time. Look how many days they used to get along, isn't it“ From this evening on, all the positions by my bed are mine! " The little milk bag proudly raised his face and said his conditions. Luo Yibei's eyes closed lightly. Without any thinking, he directly replied to him, "no!"“ Why? " Little milk bag has a little injury in her heart. Loeb didn't forget that he peed the first time he slept with him. At this age, is that probably his worst experience? Even in the next few days, the little milk bag will pay attention as he said, but... Is it credible for a three - or four-year-old child“ You can wet the bed in the middle of the night, get up when you are hungry and want to drink milk. When you sleep, you like to rub on people. Your sleeping posture is still very irregular. The most important thing is... "Luo Yibei shakes out the problems of the small milk bag like pouring beans. His voice is a meal, his eyes are long, and he sweeps his face. He adds a sentence without expression, "The position next to my uncle is not reserved for children!" In fact, his mouth has always been poisonous. No one will give face to anyone when he and the little milk bag damage each other. However, Luo Yibei's words are relatively euphemistic. He just said that the position around him should not be for children. He didn't specifically target small milk bags, so it wouldn't hurt children's hearts too much“ It's not for children. Who is it for? " Little milk bag is less than four years old, but his speech logic is very clear and his tone is very smart. Sometimes he says something, which often makes adults unable to parry. Luo Yibei slightly narrowed his eyes, his eyes were silent and empty in the big garden, and the corners of his lips were coldly hooked. The corner of his eye glanced sideways at him, glanced at the small milk bag, and Luo Yibei rubbed his head twice, "little child, much more!"“ So, uncle, this is not allowed? In that case, I'll go on looking for my little aunt! " The little milk bag turned his face to the side and turned to walk in the direction of Sha Xingbao's room. He was particularly straightforward. Loeb didn't agree. He didn't even bother. He turned his head and was ready to leave. Luo Yibei gave him a cold glance and dragged him back when he was about to leave“ What else? " Small milk bag clearly knows why to ask. Luo Yibei glanced at him quietly and closed his eyes. He seemed reluctant, but finally agreed, "deal! Come on, which uncle? " The little milk bag bent his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Uncle Fresno!"“ Fisnor? " Loeb's eyes were cold. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.