Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Feng Shengming knew that a reporter was guarding the filming, but he did not avoid any taboos. After the car stopped, the door opened and got out of the car.

After the boss got out of the car, Ma Feng left the van next to the car in the rearview mirror.

Sure enough, the boss didn't walk a few steps after getting out of the car, and the rear window of the van rolled down, and a shot came out.

Before Feng Sheng got off the car, he specifically explained that Ma Feng did not have to wait for him.

After Ma Feng watched him enter the Public Security Bureau, he drove away.

The canonization entered the Public Security Bureau in the evening, and he did not come out until midnight.

And the photos he was taken when he entered the Public Security Bureau had already caused a sensation on the Internet.

The news about Luo Yangyang and him has not subsided.

The canonization is completely indifferent to the waves on the Internet, and Luo Yangyang, another party involved, was so tired that she had no time to care.

Luo Yangyang slept in the evening until the next morning before waking up quietly.

With his eyes opened slowly, I saw a ray of morning light, and the curtains were slightly fluttered by the breeze.

The sky outside the French windows was azure blue, and the long-lost familiar vision awakened Luo Yangyang's memory.

This is not in the British Isles, this is a canonized private villa.

In the quiet and peaceful atmosphere, she still felt an arm around her waist, hugging her gently.

The warm body temperature clinging to her back made her heart full of sweetness.

Turning around slightly, Luo Yangyang saw the stern face of Fengsheng with a trace of blue scum, and saw him open his eyes at this time.

"early."

Luo Yangyang's lips lightly raised between the warm eyes, and immediately sent a sweet smile of tenderness.

"early."

The canonization with his left hand still wrapped around Luo Yangyang's slender waist, his right arm stretched out the quilt and lifted it, and Luo Yangyang's small head was also lifted to a tacit pillow.

"Full of sleep?"

Holding Luo Yangyang firmly in his arms, Feng Sheng slightly lowered his head and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

When I came back in the middle of the night, I was worried that she would be upset if she didn't see him after sleeping for so long.

As a result, when she came back, she was still lying in bed unconsciously asleep, even the sleeping position was the same as when he left.

"Ok."

Luo Yangyang, who felt that he had slept for a long time, drilled his shy little head and fell into the arms of the Fengsheng.

Does the holy **** think she can sleep too much?

After going to the British Isles, the two did not sleep in such a peaceful embrace.

The canonized arms became harder and harder, holding Luo Yangyang tightly without letting go.

After embracing in silence for a while, Luo Yangyang, who was shrunk in Fengsheng's arms, suddenly raised his head to look at Fengsheng.

Luo Yangyang raised his head too suddenly and too sharply, causing Feng Sheng to look down at her: "What's the matter?"

Quietly condensing the stern face in front of him, Luo Yangyang opened his lips slightly after hesitating for several seconds:

"Where did Jiang Haifeng go?"

Regarding Jiang Haifeng, Feng Sheng knew clearly that Luo Yangyang would definitely ask.

"He will show up soon."

The canonization put Luo Yangyang's hair on the side of her face behind her ears, and did not answer her question directly.

"He is still alive?"

Luo Yangyang even increased his volume a lot because of surprise.

"Ok."

The canonization responded softly.

"..."

Luo Yangyang stared at the canonization for a long time, as if thinking about the authenticity of his words.

"Did you hide him?"

Luo Yangyang asked again.