Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Although he didn't see anyone, Luo Yangyang knew that he was a canonization only with a pair of retro men's shoes.

"It's okay, they beat them."

Feng Sheng gently held Luo Yangyang's touched hand.

He didn't like such complicated red tape at first, and it would be good to make trouble like this, which saved many steps.

As for the sound of cannons outside, it was a celebration of their wedding.

"I……"

Luo Yangyang, who had been wearing a red hijab on his head, lifted his tender white hand and tried to open it.

"do not move!"

But just as her hand touched the red hijab, she was quickly stopped by Feng Sheng Eye.

The red hijab was lifted by the bridegroom, how could the bride lift it by himself?

"Then you quickly get rid of it, you can't see anything, it's so uncomfortable."

Both hands were held by the canonization, Luo Yangyang no longer had the ability to do it himself.

"I've already come, are you so anxious?" Feng Sheng bowed his head in Luo Yangyang's ear, "In a hurry for the bridal chamber?"

The ambiguous words resounded in his ears, and Luo Yangyang's small neck was red with shame.

"In broad daylight, you are too shameless..."

Luo Yangyang, who was angry and funny, nudged the canonization with shame.

Today is the day of their wedding, and the canonization is so rude.

"You are already my daughter-in-law, what do I want to do with my face."

The Feng Sheng picked up the Xi scale on the table and walked back.

He suddenly stopped talking, Luo Yangyang didn't know what he was going to do, listening to the movement outside the red hijab with his ears erected.

When the golden-yellow scales suddenly appeared under the red hijab, she became nervous.

Despite the continuous fire outside the window, the newlyweds in the wedding room turned a deaf ear, immersed in unspeakable happiness.

With the red hijab opened little by little.

Fengsheng first saw her small white chin, the delicate outline was as perfect as a knife cut.

Xin Xin Nian's small face slowly appeared, and the pink face of Na Tuo red was enough to look at Feng Shengguang.

She finally got his name and was his wife.

Luo Yangyang's mouth was filled with a deep smile, her long eyelashes trembling lightly, as if she did not dare to look up at the canonization.

The heartbeat is so fast, as if it will jump out of the chest in the next second.

"Yang Yang..."

When the red hijab was lifted and Luo Yangyang's entire face was exposed, the canonization couldn't help stroking her small face and rubbing her fingers.

Luo Yangyang pursed his red lips slightly, and raised his eyes tremblingly when he wanted to see but didn't dare.

Unexpectedly, when he crashed into his deep black eyes, he blushed with a hint of immature face.

Feng Sheng gently pulled Luo Yangyang up and let her stand in front of him.

"gorgeous."

The fingertips that moved on her face slowly moved to her lips.

The red lips of the scorching sun are as small and attractive as cherries, and the sacred eyes become more and more familiar, and they unconsciously lower their heads when they look.

When Luo Yangyang saw that Fengsheng wanted to kiss her, he smiled and put his hand on his chest:

"Grandma said that after lifting the red hijab, she must drink a cup of wine first."

The lips of the two were about to touch, and the canonization was pushed to a halt.

"so troublesome."

Although he didn't like these red tapes, the canonization still took Luo Yangyang's hand and walked to the table.

Two small white jade cups, Feng Sheng handed Luo Yangyang a cup, she was about to take it, but he suddenly did not let go:

"Can you drink it?"

This is white wine, the degree is estimated to be quite high, she has never drunk it in the impression.