Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Feng Sheng and Luo Yangyang didn't get out of the car, so they were in a stalemate with Mo An outside the car.

The car window did not roll down, Luo Yangyang frowned and looked at Mo An outside the window.

The white shirt on her body was almost black.

The knee-length shorts are also black, and the original color cannot be distinguished.

The exposed calves were also stained with jet black stains, and a pair of feet didn't even have shoes.

Luo Yangyang also saw that there was some redness on her black feet, which seemed to be bleeding.

"If she gets in the car, where do you want to take her?"

The more Luo Yangyang looked at Mo An outside the window, the more pitiful he felt.

"Dirty, take it to the hotel and let her clean up."

After Fengsheng glanced at Mo An outside the car, he didn't seem to want to take another second glance.

Luo Yangyang looked at Mo An outside the window again, she really needed a good bath first.

When he retracted his gaze, Luo Yangyang saw the three characters of the Civil Affairs Bureau in front of him at a glance.

Then, I remembered their purpose here.

"Are we still registered?"

Luo Yangyang turned to look at the canonization.

Feng Sheng glanced at Luo Yangyang, then went to the Civil Affairs Bureau building.

"It's another day, it's not so good today."

Fengsheng stretched out his hand and held Luo Yangyang's small hand.

He beat people and saw blood, anyway, he was in no hurry at this moment.

"Ok."

Luo Yangyang didn't think much.

The registration incident originally came suddenly, but now it is also quite sudden.

Ten minutes later.

Mo An then slowly walked towards the back seat with the door open.

When standing at the door of the car, Mo An hesitated again.

She couldn't recognize the brand of the car, but the car was very valuable at first glance, and it must be expensive.

Look down at yourself again.

No matter how hard it is, Mo An never feels inferior to others.

Suddenly, I disliked myself and felt that if I got into this car, it would be dirty.

Although my heart is anxious and anxious.

But Mo An looked in from the opened car door, and she happened to be able to see the profile of the canonization.

He knows her name, so does he know her sister?

My sister's friend shouldn't hurt her.

Thinking about this, Mo An got into the car cautiously.

The door of the car ‘bang’ shut, and the canonization didn’t want to stop for a while, and immediately started the car and drove out.

The car rushed out suddenly, under the influence of inertia.

Mo An, who had only sat a little in the seat, slammed her back into the back of the chair, and her eyes widened again with fright.

She hasn't built a car for many, many years.

I almost forgot what it was like to ride in a car.

After the fright, Mo An, who was worried that he would be dirty and dirty the car, immediately stood up and sat upright.

Fengsheng and Luo Yangyang did not speak.

So there is no sound in the car.

At the steady speed of the car, Mo An quietly turned his head back and glanced at the back of the chair she was leaning on.

Fortunately, the leather chair on the car was originally black.

She did not leave indelible dirty stains because of her support.

Although Fengsheng had been looking ahead, he looked attentively driving.

But he can see Mo An's every move in the back seat clearly from the rearview mirror in the car.

The light from the end of his eyes glanced at Mo An, who was sitting cramped, and a few sighs could not help but sigh under Feng Sheng's heart.

Mo An will have today and has a direct relationship with him.

Fengsheng drove directly to the nearest hotel.

In the magnificent luxury hotel, Mo An, who followed the Fengsheng and Luo Yangyang into the hotel, instantly received all kinds of strange eyes.