Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Hey, why can't the door be opened?

Luo Yangyang looked down at the doorknob, unbelieving evil, twisted again, and the door did not move.

"Don't drop the chain when it's critical, open the door!" Luo Yangyang was anxious, and his little hand twisted the door handle roughly.

In the suite, the voice of Fengsheng talking on the phone rang indifferently, and Luo Yangyang was even more violent, afraid that he would suddenly come and arrest her.

After a while, Luo Yangyang found out that this luxuriously decorated presidential suite even needed fingerprints when going out.

She tried all of her ten fingers, and as expected, there was no response at all. She was so angry that she almost took off her shoes and stepped on her toes.

After a minute of distress.

Fengsheng hung up the phone, Luo Yangyang was still fighting at the door and the door.

"Come here." He threw the phone on the coffee table and Feng Sheng turned his eyes to the door.

Want to run under his nose?

no way.

"..." Luo Yangyang glared at the door with anger, without replying.

The canonization is not in a hurry, so I can watch her aggrieved and helpless little back in time.

For a long time, Luo Yangyang kicked the door fiercely. The kick hurt because of too much force. The pain made her frown and scolded the canonization countless times in her heart.

He is a bastard! What do you want to do?

Even though he was so angry, Luo Yangyang still shrugged his brows and turned around silently, and walked towards the canonization with a slightly lame leg.

In the cold eyes of the canonization, Luo Yangyang walked to the sofa and dared not come closer.

Seeing his stern face, Luo Yangyang had already made some decisions in his heart, or retreat.

She forced herself to meet the canonized cold eyes, and mustered the courage to say: "I don't need you to be responsible."

Although it was still painful somewhere, she was bitten by a dog and would be fine after a few days.

The Fengsheng expression changed, looking at Luo Yangyang, who pretended to be indifferent, his eyes darkened a lot and became colder.

I don't know if it was Luo Yangyang's illusion. The moment her words fell, her back spine was inexplicably cold.

Needless to say, the sense of oppression definitely came from the canonization. She drooped her eyes, and immediately did not dare to look at him again.

"The best you can think like this." Feng Sheng sneered, as if he didn't want to say anything, got up, picked up his coat and left.

Seeing that the canonization was about to go, Luo Yangyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The gaze of Fengsheng intentionally or unintentionally has not been removed from Luo Yangyang's face, and her sudden change of expression, although it is very subtle, was still caught by him.

Ever since, when he wanted to leave, he suddenly changed his mind, walked to her and stopped.

"..." Luo Yangyang raised his eyes in confusion, looked at him, and raised his heart again.

When Luo Yangyang's big blinking eyes looked up, those **** grape-like eyes sparkled with carelessness and tension.

Is she really so afraid of him?

Feng Sheng raised his hand, Luo Yangyang didn't know what he wanted to do, but he took a step back subconsciously.

In any case, it is always right to stay away from this dangerous man.

The canonization sank coldly.

She was hiding from him again.

Avoid him again and again.

Following the sudden flames in the eyes, the proclaimed long arm stretched out Luo Yangyang back, and the other big hand covered the back of her head.

The kiss was attacked with lightning speed.

Last night, when she was passionate, she was not so afraid of him avoiding him.

Want to pat his **** and leave after climbing his bed?

Then you have to ask him if he agrees.

The canonization kiss came so suddenly, Luo Yangyang was dumbfounded for a few seconds.

"Hmm..." She struggled immediately after a pain on her lips.

The Fengsheng kiss was too rough, it was a bite, and she almost bit her lip.