Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

The canonization actually didn't want to leave, but Luo Yangyang was already a temptation to just stand there, even if he didn't help her take a bath, he was worried that he would wipe the gun and go wrong.

Watching the Fengsheng walk out of the bathroom, Luo Yangyang's big eyes blinked several times. After looking carefully, he didn't even turn his head back. He really left.

As soon as the canonization left, Luo Yangyang stretched out and relaxed, but when she thought of the words that she left when the canonization left, her small face blushed again, and even the roots of her ears turned red with shame.

"Bad son! Do you think I want to be seen by you? You know that I can persecute people, and I can die without threats?" Luo Yangyang's small cheeks were puffed with anger, and he opened the shower with a snap.

With the warm water flowing down, I felt a lot more comfortable physically and mentally.

However, when Luo Yangyang lowered his head and saw the hickey on his body, the dense number of them made her eyes wide open.

"Buckled **** bastard! Canonization is just a bastard! I have to go to class, how can I go out to see people?" After shock, Luo Yang Yang cursed and ran to the mirror.

When she saw that although there were many hickeys on her body, but there was no suspicious mark on her neck, her heart was relieved.

"He's still a bit sensible." Luo Yangyang touched the lightly shallow hickey on his collarbone, thinking about wearing a small round-necked sweater, it should be able to block it.

Ten minutes later, the canonized Saint Bilayangyang went downstairs first.

When he went down, his father Feng Qiyue was already sitting at the dining table, reading the newspaper.

"Dad." The canonized saint entered the restaurant, his stern face was the same as usual, and his cold face was not warmed by the fact that the other party was a father.

Feng Qiyue looked up from the newspaper, looked at the precious watch on his wrist after looking at the canonization. After reading the watch, he raised his eyes to look at the canonization.

"Why is it so late today?" Feng Qiyue's warm eyes were a little surprised.

It is 7:10. For more than 20 years, his eldest son has never gone downstairs in the morning more than 7 o'clock, or the canonization has always been pinched, and he appeared downstairs on time at 7 o'clock.

"I didn't sleep well last night." Thinking of the reason for his late downstairs, Feng Sheng's eyebrows moved slightly, but he still sat blankly on Feng Qiyue's right hand.

Feng Qiyue looked at the canonization profoundly, and he didn't believe in the explanation of the canonization at all.

The strong self-control of the canonization made him, as a father, often feel ashamed, because it is impossible for him to be late before sleeping well.

But in the calm posture of allowing him to look at the canonization, Feng Qiyue couldn't figure out the reason for the canonization for a while, so he let him go.

Not long after Feng Sheng opened his seat and sat down, a man walked out of the kitchen. He turned his eyes and saw Luo Ying and nodded slightly: "Aunt Luo, morning."

"Good morning." When Luo Ying saw the canonization, there was a gentle smile full of maternal love.

Although Fengsheng had never called her mother, it still couldn't stop her from paying the motherly love to Feng Qiyue's children.

The children were so old that she and Feng Qiyue reorganized the family. It is normal for the children to be unwilling to change their words. Yang Yang doesn't seem to want to call Feng Qiyue his father. She understands, and Feng Qiyue also understands.

"Yang Yang, how come you haven't come down yet." Luo Ying just wanted to sit down, only to realize that her daughter hadn't appeared yet, and let the family wait for her to be a junior. This little girl was really getting smaller and smaller.

As soon as Luo Yangyang walked to the door of the restaurant, he heard her mother talking about her, and quickly walked in: "Mom."

"Yang Yang, come here, I'll be waiting for you alone." Luo Ying smiled softly and greeted Luo Yang Yang to come to her.

Luo Yangyang stood at the end of the long dining table, didn't rush over, but followed the other two eyes.

"Uncle, good morning." Luo Yangyang first looked at the gentle Feng Qiyue, and after politely nodded to say hello, then stared at her canonization with a numb scalp, "Big Brother, good morning."