Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

If Ma Feng could see Yaquan's smirk at the moment, and secretly smile.

He would definitely not say anything, wave his hand and send a fist to Ya Quan first.

Unfortunately, Ma Feng couldn't see it.

"What are you doing? It's no better than me anyway!"

Because Feng Yi went to the British Isles, Ma Feng staying in the Feng's Group was very busy.

Ma Feng thought that the two brothers in Feng's family were busy with housework and had no time to take care of work because of an attempted suicide.

When talking with Yaquan on the phone the night before yesterday, Yaquan even complained to him.

Their boss is a profiteer, a bloodthirsty capitalist who cruelly squeezes his labor force.

"That's not necessarily. The boss and I are on vacation, believe it or not?"

Before opening his eyes, Yaquan, who was sweating in the sun, raised his hands to block them.

"Believe you are a ghost!"

In Ma Feng's view, what Yaquan said at the moment was nothing short of a fantasy.

Grandma's suicide is such a big thing that Brother Yi left his job and rushed to the British Isles. How could the boss have time to go on vacation?

Yaquan must have been squeezed too hard by the boss and was forced to hallucinate.

"You wait, I will send you a picture."

Yaquan looked at the dazzling sun rays on the blue sky and white clouds through the gaps in his fingers.

As soon as he pushed his waist and abdomen, he stood up and sat up on the recliner.

After Yaquan sat up, he really opened the camera software in the phone.

He not only took pictures of himself, but also put Fengsheng and Chunyucheng on the right hand side into the camera.

Although the canonization was lazy, he did not fall asleep.

Yaquan's voice on the phone, he listened to his ears without fail.

When his eyes were narrowed and opened slightly, Fengsheng happened to see Yaquan holding his mobile phone and taking pictures.

Yaquan's lens zoomed a little far away, so Feng Sheng slightly squinted his eyes, but he didn't see it.

When Yaquan happily took the picture, and sent it to Ma Feng Lise.

"Just show it off, if your brother Yi and Ma Feng go on strike, you can solve it, I don't care."

Fengsheng looked at him sitting up and said casually.

"..."

After a few hours in the sun, Yaquan, who was still sweating on her body, suddenly felt a cloudy breeze blowing on her back.

"Boss, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Ya Quan looked back, and there was a black-bellied smile on the miserable baby's face.

All his photos have been sent out, and he cannot be withdrawn now.

If the boss said earlier, he would definitely not take photos of himself.

"Too lazy to care about you."

The canonization closed his eyes again.

He finally took a break, and he didn't even tell Feng Yi when he was on vacation this time.

It's good for Yaquan, it doesn't count to make a phone call with Ma Feng Lise, but to find the scene.

Let Ma Feng envy him, except for a few minutes, what good can he do?

Even if Ya Quan thought to himself, he should shut down and play and disappear, making Ma Feng envious and jealous when he couldn't find him.

His mobile phone rang with thunder on the ground.

Looking down, it looks good, Ma Feng's phone call chased him.

"Hello, your call is closed..."

Yaquan answered the phone seriously, and deliberately lowered his voice.

He imitated the voice of the customer service staff, and confided every word without emotion.

but!

"Fuck you! Yaquan, why are you on the island? The boss is there! Is the bodyguard company in the British Isles closed down?"

No matter how false Yaquan said it, Ma Feng heard his voice.