Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

No matter how much Luo Yangyang protested, he was also half-forced by the canonization, and his clothes faded and turned softly.

Fortunately, the blockade really kept the promise and didn't eat Luo Yangyang in the office.

However, for Luo Yangyang, it was no different from eating her.

She was stripped naked, and even those high-sounding excuses could not conceal the animality of canonization.

In the office where the passion had faded, Luo Yangyang sat on the single sofa in front of the French windows.

Her small face was full of anger, and she glared at the canonization from time to time, obviously she was quite angry.

Son of a bitch! Holy beast!

I'll kiss when I'm done!

Feng Sheng slightly lowered his head to work, he didn't need to look up, he could also detect every look in Luo Yangyang's glaring anger.

The little thing has blown up again.

The canonization did not appease her, on the contrary, he seemed to enjoy the stare.

After Luo Yangyang hid in front of the French window and refused to talk to him, the corners of his cold mouth evoked a rare shallow arc.

In other words, there are small things to accompany him in the office, and even the boring work has become much more interesting.

Luo Yangyang does not have to attend classes on Saturday.

After winning the canonization, she went to the crew alone.

Filming of the script she wrote started, and director Hua Yifei asked her to visit the class.

When Luo Yangyang entered the studio, he was at the foot of a mountain.

There were a lot of people at the foot of the mountain, and various props were also placed on the ground.

Luo Yangyang stood not far away, just to see the male and female protagonist being filming.

The hero is Xue Yifan, a senior from the same film school as her.

Some time ago, Youyou also said that she would go to watch the horror movie starring him with her, but because of the canonization halfway through, she has not watched that horror movie yet.

"Ka!" Luo Yangyang looked at the voice of director Hua Yifei, just in time to see him wave his hand, "Go! Rest for ten minutes."

The short hair that Hua Yifei took care of fell on his forehead, and the scum on the corner of his mouth was not shaved.

Luo Yangyang couldn't help but smile as he looked at Hua Yifei as decadent as ever.

For the entire crew, the only person she knew was Hua Yifei, so she raised her foot and walked towards him.

As for senior Xue Yifan, she knew him, but the other party might not know which onion she was.

In the morning of the shooting, Hua Yifei rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and a slightly familiar soft voice sounded in his ear: "Director Hua."

Hua Yifei tilted his head to look, and slammed into a pair of pure and smart obsidian eyes.

"Yang Yang, you finally came!" Hua Yifei said, patted the empty chair on the left, "Come, sit here."

"Director Hua, you are so enthusiastic, I'm a little uncomfortable." Luo Yangyang smiled cleverly and sat down beside him.

"That's right." Hua Yifei pursed his face deliberately, "Have I been cold to you before?"

After a few days, Xiao Nizi dared to tease him?

Does the tall image that he finally built up collapsed a bit quickly?

"That's not true, right? You are more humane now." Luo Yangyang was also afraid that Hua Yifei's face was deliberately straightened.

If the flat face object changed the canonization, maybe she would have surrendered long ago.

She knew that Hua Yifei was not malicious.

Hua Yifei showed a look of disgust, not at Luo Yangyang, what he disliked was human touch.

"I urged you not to come hundreds of times before. Which northwest wind brought you today?" Hua Yifei raised his hand and combed his short hair with five fingers.

"I didn't have time a few days ago, I have to go to class." Luo Yangyang explained.

Hua Yifei looked at Luo Yangyang next to him lazily: "You don't need to go to class today?"

"Today Saturday, what are you going to do?" Luo Yangyang wanted to roll his eyes, but she resisted.

"Oh, it's Saturday today." Hua Yifei responded casually. After graduation, he didn't know what the weekend was.

"You..." Luo Yangyang just wanted to ask Hua Yifei what it was, another feminine and contrived voice attracted her attention.