Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Luo Yangyang was said to have a small mouth, and choked with annoyance in his heart: "I like it, what can you do?"

"Not very good, I don't mind you kiss a few more times." Feng Sheng said that he took his own face to Luo Yangyang's lips, waiting for him to kiss, "Come on, kiss a few more times."

"You are really shameless!" Luo Yangyang was speechless and pushed away Fengsheng's face again.

Saint **** is too shameless, his face is thicker than the city wall.

"What do you want to face? I want you to be enough." Feng Sheng was full of pampering,

She gently lifted Luo Yangyang's long hair hanging on her cheeks and pinned it behind her ears, and looked at her face that was more childish than his slap, and she couldn't help but squeezed again.

Well, the touch is very good, tender and smooth, and the canonization squeezed Luo Yangyang's cheek several times.

"Don't squeeze, it hurts." Luo Yangyang pulled down Fengsheng's addictive hand, pouting dissatisfiedly.

It doesn't hurt, it just feels weird and uncomfortable to be pinched.

"Does it hurt? Then I will rub it." Feng Sheng Leng raised his eyebrows.

He said he wanted to rub, but the raised hand was supporting Luo Yangyang's head and directly kissed him.

"Are you rubbing?" The fine and dense kisses landed on the cheeks one after another, Luo Yangyang didn't struggle, but looked at the canonization with extremely inconsistent words and deeds.

"Yeah." Fengsheng opened his eyes and said nonsense, and then turned around, accurately grasping Luo Yangyang's pink lips, and sucking heavily.

The ambiguous and sweet factors gradually spread from the table.

When the breakfast was ready to be served, Liu Bo, who was walking in the front, looked at the hero and heroine who hugged and kissed hard to separate at the table, silently stopping the servant behind him.

Ever since, a group of servants held breakfast, lined up outside the restaurant respectfully, waiting for the people inside to finish kissing and when they would bring it in.

After Luo Yangyang discovered this situation, he was embarrassed to death, struggling to just jump off the canonized thigh, and as though nothing had happened, he sat at the dining table.

Looking at the servants who filed in with their breakfast, Luo Yangyang was accustomed to it, but he still sighed in his heart.

The canonized private villa is all men.

When the table was filled with breakfast and the others all quit, Luo Yangyang couldn't help but ask, "Why is there no maid at home?"

She wanted to ask before, but she never asked.

"Trouble, it's easier for men to use it." Fengsheng didn't lift his eyelids.

The little thing likes to eat sweets. After spreading a thick layer of tomato sauce on the sandwich in his hand, he handed it to her.

"Suitable? Is this smooth?" Luo Yangyang took the sandwich naturally, thinking about it, but still didn't figure it out, what does the canonization mean?

"Yeah." Feng Shengman responded indifferently.

What he didn't say was that at the very beginning, there were maids in the villa, but later he found that some maids were not thinking well and ran to his bedroom in the middle of the night, and he fired all the maids out of his anger.

Since then, no woman other than Luo Yangyang has appeared in his villa.

Oh, by the way, Yoyo, a friend who added a little thing last night.

Luo Yangyang and Youyou went to the reservoir for the night, but her mother hadn't agreed before, so she didn't tell her mother.

When the reservoir was rescued from distress, the canonization was relatively secret, so the entire Feng family except Feng Yi, the other Feng family members did not know about this.

On a sunny morning, I closed my house.

Luo Yangyang was on the balcony outside the bedroom, with his left leg raised high on the balcony railing, pulling his bones to exercise.

The canonization came out from the balcony next door, and at a glance she saw her legs wide open and cheating, and immediately frowned, "What are you doing?"