Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

She wore a little bikini when she was wearing a bikini. When Qiao Xiaoyan came over, Feng Yi's pupils tightened.

This sitting, the fragrance of her body puffed out, and it made his throat dry and his blood was surging.

"Brother Yi, look quickly, Brother Ma Feng let the waves knock over again, hahaha!"

Mo An pointed to the horse wind that was drowned when a wave came and laughed happily.

Brother Ma Feng is learning surfing recently, and she now knows that brother Ma Feng, who looks omnipotent, doesn't seem to know how to swim.

Feng Yi glanced around in the sea, Ma Feng was already flooded with shadows, nowhere to be seen.

He reached out and pinched her chin and turned his head back, let her look at him:

"I'm right in front of you. If you stare at other men unscrupulously, won't your conscience hurt?"

Mo An's eyes flashed, and Feng Yi said this kind of overbearing remark again.

"Then I can't stare at you 24 hours a day, right?"

Locked by his sharp eyes, Mo An felt a little helpless.

Brother Yi's possessiveness towards her seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

She is sixteen years old and has begun to understand men and women.

She wasn't sure if this was good or bad, or he was just playing around.

If it was the latter, Mo An's heart fell to the bottom in an instant.

"You can have this, just stare at it, I will never criticize you."

Feng Yi was happy to accept it.

"..."

Mo An is very speechless, she is not a camera, why stare at him 24 hours a day.

Feng Yi hugged her and leaned back, and Mo An leaned against his chest.

He didn't wear his upper body, but was wearing a pair of loose beach pants.

The two of them leaned together, with only a thin bikini **** her back, she leaned against him against her body.

Feng Yi never concealed his possessiveness towards her, nor did he shy away from close contact with her, and even guided intentionally or unconsciously.

Although Mo An felt a little uneasy, she did not reject his intimacy.

And she is afraid, if she doesn't follow, brother Yi who loves her will not want her.

With a hint of inferiority complex, she followed his wishes and got closer and closer to him.

She is dependent on him, very dependent on him, and deeply dependent, but she dare not put a heart on him. She is afraid that she will make the wrong intention and will be lost again.

"By the way, the wedding date of Yaquan and Serena has been set, the eighth of next month."

Feng Yi said suddenly.

"deal!"

Mo An got excited and turned back to see him.

Sister Serena said she wanted her to be a bridesmaid. She hadn't been a bridesmaid yet.

She sat on his lap, and when she turned around, she twisted her **** a few times in his lower abdomen.

"Ok……"

Feng Yi gasped in excitement and snorted instantly.

His deep eyes with a certain meaning implied, and he shot over in an instant, Mo An also breathed tightly all over.

"Brother Yi..."

Knowing that he had accidentally stepped on the dangerous line, Mo An called him weakly, gently nestled in his arms, and wanted to comfort him as if he admitted his mistake.

She is not a man, if she knows what a man thinks, she will know that her confession and comfort are no different from adding fuel to the fire.

"..."

Feng Yi's moist eyes were terribly deep, staring at her without speaking.

He is enduring.

"Brother Yi."

Mo An was shrunk by his thin shoulders, daring not to look at him, and buried him in his neck, hugging him.