Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

In the cold night breeze, Feng Sheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and the soft touch on his lips sent a heart-warming temperature, which instantly melted his heart into a pool of water.

The Feng Sheng stuffed Luo Yangyang's hands with freezing red into the coat and made her wrap her waist.

In the next instant, he put his arms around her waist, and put her down hat with the other hand, and pressed her small head with his generous palms to forcefully deepen the kiss.

"Um..." With the force of the iron arm on his waist, Luo Yangyang's footsteps staggered forward, his small body closer to the canonization.

The arm that the Fengsheng put on her waist used a little strength, as if he was going to rub her into his body, holding her tightly without a gap.

Under the canonized coat, he only wore a pajama, and he didn't even pull up his coat.

But even so, he is probably due to his strong body, young and vigorous body, and his body is not cold at all.

Luo Yangyang's ten fingers that were about to be stiff with cold, as soon as he approached this warm feeling, he never wanted to leave.

While he was vigorously encircling him to absorb the warmth, Luo Yangyang tiptoes higher and straighter, trying to cooperate with the suffocating deep kiss of the canonization.

In the cold and silvery back garden, no matter how cold the wind is, the warmth that lingers around them can't be driven away.

A little bit of high heat, hard-to-separate lips, and every delicate kiss brought the two people's hearts closer.

Looking from the direction of the back garden, there is no light in the villa.

Feng Yi got out of the study until late at night. He returned to the bedroom without turning on the light.

When he was still wearing casual clothes and walked towards the bathroom, his steps suddenly stopped.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were not closed, and the icy wind swept in, and his gaze fell on the black spot beside the cedar.

"Running in the snow to kiss in the middle of the night?" Feng Yirun narrowed his eyes and looked at him for several times before daring to be sure that he was right.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall, three thirty in the morning.

"Big brother is okay? It's not such a squandering if you are full of water." Feng Yi turned his eyes to look at the two people hugging each other in the distance. He felt cold just looking at it.

As a bachelor, he looked at his sweet embracing lover for a few moments, and then he didn't want to look any more. It was purely for abuse.

When entering the bathroom, Feng Yi still muttered incomprehensibly about the incredible scene in the back garden:

"Big brother, is this because I am single and deliberately abused the dog? All work is given to me, and I am busy until the middle of the night. Dog abuse is simply inhuman! Too inhuman!"

When Feng Yi came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he deliberately glanced at the back garden.

Under the silvery white moon light, there was a string of clearly visible footprints on the snow, and the two people hugging each other were gone.

His downstairs.

In Luo Yangyang's heated room, under the dim yellow bedside lamp, one could clearly see two people lying on the bed.

Feng Sheng embraced her from behind Luo Yangyang, holding her in his arms with both hands and feet.

"Do you like it?" The two lay on their sides, Luo Yangyang was playing with the white jade ring, and the sight of the canonization fell on that ring.

"Like it." Luo Yangyang nodded affirmatively, she stroked the white jade ring carefully, but she didn't dare to put it on her finger, "But what to do, I dare not wear it to swagger."

This white jade ring is the same as the canonization to her. She wants it, but she doesn't dare to tell others honestly that it belongs to her.

Luo Yangyang, who was in the sacred circle in his arms, turned over to face him, with bright eyes and a lonely look, but more of expectations: "When can I wear it openly?"