Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Luo Yangyang was lying on the old bed, with long messy hair and pale and bloodless face, making her look like a broken doll.

Feng Sheng was so distressed that he breathed again. Seeing Luo Yangyang wanted him to hold him, he hugged her heartily, "Hey, my fault, it's all right."

Yaquan was helping Luo Yangyang to stop the bleeding, and when she suddenly raised her hand to be a holy hug, his hand slipped and rubbed Luo Yangyang's neck.

He pressed Luo Yangyang's wound, worried that more blood would gush out when he let go.

So when Feng Sheng picked up Luo Yangyang, he didn't dare to let go.

However, when the two of them hugged each other and he was still pressing Luo Yangyang's wound, his hands were clamped by their bodies.

He stood aside, looking like he was sneaking on Luo Yangyang's chest.

"..." Although Feng Sheng was completely on Luo Yangyang's body, he also discovered this situation and shot at Yaquan as soon as he lifted his cold eyes.

"BOSS, stop and stop the bleeding." Yaquan shook his hand after being shot.

What does the BOSS look mean?

How can you doubt him!

He really had no other ideas, he really just wanted to help Luo Yangyang stop bleeding and bandage it.

Feng Sheng retracted the cold eyes that shot at Ya Quan, his right hand lightly embraced Luo Yangyang's midfielder, and his left hand wanted to take over Ya Quan's work and stop the bleeding for Luo Yangyang.

However, he found that Luo Yangyang hugged him too tightly around his neck. It was inconvenient for him to reach up from her armpits or from her shoulders.

"Yang Yang, I'll help you bandage the wound, don't hold it so tight." Feng Sheng turned his head and calmed down in Luo Yangyang's ear.

"Um..." Xu Shi's panic hadn't dissipated after Xu Shi's fear. Luo Yangyang shook his head, but instead held him tighter, crying and refused, "No."

She hugged her tighter and tighter, as if she could no longer feel the pain.

She was afraid that as soon as she let go, the canonization would disappear, and she would fall into the abyss of immortality.

Luo Yangyang has never relied on him so much. Seeing her relying on him so much, sticking to him, the canonization is gratified, but he feels even more distressed.

Finally, Fengsheng and Yaquan helped Luo Yangyang simply bandage the wound.

Because Luo Yangyang's long hair was scattered behind him, it was particularly inconvenient to wrap the bandage.

Ya Quan hesitated for a few seconds, gently tucked Luo Yangyang's long hair, grabbed it in his hand and pulled it aside.

This slightly intimate action caused another cold eye for the canonization, and Ya Quan was seen as cold sweating.

He just touched his hair, and because he wanted to help Luo Yangyang stop the bleeding, would their boss's possessiveness be too strong, and he was cold-eyed.

Fortunately, he has no selfishness towards Luo Yangyang, otherwise he would be scared to death.

Luo Yangyang, who was injured on the bed, was carefully cared for, and Jiang Haifeng, who was rolling on the ground with pain, was not treated as well.

He clutched his shot through his **** wrist, and the pain was sharp and violent, and the pain went straight up.

His wrist was shot through, and his palm must be destroyed.

Thinking that because of Luo Yangyang, he was lame first, and now even his hands would be scrapped, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

The M9 pistol that fell from his hand was just not far away, and he could get it by extending his hand.

Taking advantage of the gap between Fengsheng and Ya Quan, Jiang Haifeng had scarlet eyes and suddenly reached out and grabbed the pistol.

Ma Feng's attention hasn't been removed from Jiang Haifeng. When Jiang Haifeng moved, he kicked the pistol faster.

As he retracted his leg, he took advantage of the situation and kicked Jiang Haifeng forcefully.

"Ah—" Jiang Haifeng first knocked down the small square chair, and then slammed into the wall.

Luo Yangyang's dressing was also over at this time, the canonization took off his suit jacket and put it on her, and his powerful long arms hugged him up.

"BOSS." Seeing that the sage got up and was about to leave, Ma Feng calmly called him out, pointed to Jiang Haifeng, who was full of blood and unbeaten, and asked: "What should he do?"