Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

The canonization's voice is still so nice, but the tone is not as strong as before.

Luo Yangyang's ears were touched by his gentle tone.

"What if I want it, but we can't be together in the end?"

Luo Yangyang forcibly endured the soreness in his heart, his eyes were bright and bright with a layer of mist, and he tried to look into the depths of the canonized eyes.

Why doesn't she want it, of course she wants it, but she's afraid she can't afford it.

"Whether we can be together or not, its owner is you, only you."

Feng Sheng also tried to look into her eyes through the mist in Luo Yangyang's eyes. He wanted to say that they would definitely be together eventually, and he would never let her go.

but.

He figured it out clearly, he should give the little thing some time and space.

At the very beginning, he forced her to go with him.

From threatening her to imprison her, to forcing her to agree to be his girlfriend, to now forcing her to give him an answer.

Step by step, he was the one who was in charge of everything. He didn't even think about her true wishes, and he kept forcing her to keep up with him.

He walked too fast and too quickly, and she was too passive to be led away blindly by him, and she might not even have room to breathe.

From now on, he will slow down, let her follow him first, and then let her stand beside him and follow him voluntarily.

He will change his strategy, the only constant is that he will never let go of her hand.

The vows of canonization promises sounded unhurriedly on the cold night.

His seemingly inattentive tone, but even the cedar beside him was shocked to the general level, and the heavy snow on the pine leaves dropped a small mass without warning.

Silent is better than the subtle atmosphere.

The eyes of the two collided in the air, fascinated, and no matter how cold the temperature was in the icy world, it was difficult to resist the enthusiasm in the eyes of the two.

The cold black eyes meet with the pure bright eyes. They look tender and sweet, but they are as powerful as robbers. Through the windows of the soul, they are plundering and devouring each other's soul.

"Holy bastard, did I say that you are so handsome as a bastard." Luo Yang Yang's eyes were deeply focused on the canonization. He was so handsome that she couldn't look away from her and made her willingly sink into his hands. Of tenderness.

Seeing his black eyes that are like vast stars with all kinds of attractiveness, she can't help but want to sink like this, even if the catastrophe is gone.

Even if the catastrophe is over, as long as he is there, she is not alone.

"I haven't said it." Fengsheng thought about it carefully, and then he found sadly that the little thing had never praised him.

In order to make her face it, there are good points all over him. He has never been narcissistic since he was exaggerated. He said with a cold face and a little awkwardly: "Handsome is born, can you stop it?"

"..." Luo Yangyang looked at the cold face with such a hint of coquetry in the canonization, and the cold air on his arm stood up after a touch.

But in the next second, her eyebrows curled up and she sent a big sweet smile and replied with a soft voice: "Yes."

The canonization was instant by this sweet smile, and the line of sight entangled Luo Yangyang's face became even more straight.

damn it!

The little thing must have poisoned him, otherwise, how could a smile make him think about it.

At this moment, the canonization wanted to give full play to his vigorous style of doing what he wanted, but he was restrained by scaring the little things away.

He lowered his eyes, the ring in his palm was twisted between his thumb and index finger.

"Do you want?" Feng Sheng handed the white jade ring to Luo Yangyang again.

It was not the first time he asked her this question.

This time, he faded from his strength and his eyes were full of tenderness.