Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

The canonization fiddled with Luo Yangyang's soft hair, gently squeezing it once.

"For several years."

There was a sigh in the canonization voice.

"..."

Luo Yang Yang looked at him without blinking, and didn't interrupt his thoughts.

Even if the canonization is not mentioned, she can feel it.

Whether it's him, Yaquan, or Chunyucheng, judging from their attitude of caring about Mo An, they know that Mo An's sister is heavy to them.

"Ten years ago, Moy blocked a bullet for me and didn't rescue it."

The canonized one turned over and lay flat again, with a pair of cold eyes recalling the past, with some slight fluctuations.

Time flies quickly, and now I think about it, it was almost ten years ago.

He was less than twenty years old that year. For him at the time, watching his companions leave but could do nothing.

"..."

Luo Yangyang could truly feel that the canonization mood was low.

That person's name is Moy?

I still want to block the bullet for him...

Ten years ago, the canonization was only sixteen or seventeen, right?

Are you still under the age of adulthood, are you going to go in the rain of bullets?

The Fengsheng's eyes were deep, and his eyes were dark and condensed on the ceiling.

In the twenty-six years before the canonization knew her, Luo Yangyang suddenly discovered that she knew little about him.

And his life in the first twenty-six years seemed to be beyond her imagination.

Or, no matter how she imagined, the growth years of canonization were much more difficult than she imagined.

Seeing such a canonization, Luo Yangyang felt more distressed.

Luo Yangyang leaned in silently, with his head resting on his shoulders, his arms tightly hugging his waist.

She couldn't participate in his past.

From now on, no matter what happens, she will spend it with him.

"She is important, I know."

Luo Yangyang didn't want to admit it, but she couldn't deny it. When she said this, her tone was sour.

In the life of canonization, a woman once occupied an important position, which made her very uncomfortable.

very uncomfortable.

Although the other party has passed away, she feels uncomfortable.

"..."

Luo Yangyang's tone, the canonization heard something wrong.

Pinch her delicate small chin, lift her small face.

When he looked at the canonization, it turned out that even his small mouth was pursed slightly.

"What do you think? Moy is just a simple subordinate. In my case, she and Yaquan are the same, and there is no other messy relationship."

Fengsheng knew that his little thing was crooked, so he explained it funny.

Moi was once important, but it was limited to a partner at work.

He never mixes work and life together.

"Really?" Luo Yangyang laughed when he saw Fengsheng, and the atmosphere didn't seem so low. She turned over and sat on his waist, "I don't believe it."

She knew one thing indirectly when she was kidnapped by Jiang Haifeng to the suburbs.

There are many canonized subordinates, and those who can work with him are definitely excellent.

On the same level as Yaquan, Moi is naturally outstanding.

An excellent person of the opposite **** works with his side all day, can the canonization really have no crooked mind?

"I should have told you that you are my first love."

Fengsheng looked at the charming lady who was straddling him and wearing a thin black silk suspender nightdress, completely ignoring how ambiguous her posture was, and could only helplessly calm down.

"You said that, but..." Luo Yangyang, wearing a nightdress, slowly leaned down and approached him, "Before me, you haven't been touched by other women?"