Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"What?" Luo Yangyang's brain exploded when he heard it, "I don't want it!"

Yoga in bed is ashamed of thinking about it, and it is possible to think about it.

After Feng Sheng unswervingly pulled Luo Yangyang into the room, he hugged her and directly pressed her under him: "Are you sure?"

"No!" Luo Yangyang pressed her hand against the canonized chest, and firmly refused.

She only got up for a few hours, and then toss the canonization, she doesn't need to get out of bed again during the day today.

"Don't do it." Feng Sheng rubbed Luo Yangyang's small cheek with the tip of his nose, sniffing deeply the delicate white skin that exudes fragrance.

"What then?" Luo Yangyang waited for several seconds, always feeling that there was still something to say after the canonization.

"Then..." Feng Sheng sniffed and kissed lightly, then moved to Luo Yangyang's ear, and held her earlobe in one bite. "You are not allowed to exercise in the future!"

As soon as the little thing cheated, he saw him eager to move. If someone other than him saw him, especially a man, he would just want to shoot those dog eyes just thinking about it.

"..." Luo Yangyang's mouth twitched a few times.

She was just lajin, the canonization said as if she cheated to find other men.

"It's okay to split your legs." The Fengsheng with Luo Yangyang's earlobes didn't count, and he gave an ambiguous breath. When the charming person underneath shook his whole body, he said ambiguously and domineeringly, "Only allowed to split on the bed. Show me!"

"Fuck you!" Luo Yangyang heard it, his ears blushing immediately.

Can't the canonization talk to her seriously!

The thick chest vibrated slightly, and the canonization chuckled. After teasing Luo Yangyang, although she was still overbearing on her body, her expression was quite serious.

"Baby, your birthday is coming soon, how do you want to spend it?" Feng Sheng put his elbow on Luo Yangyang's head, and the other hand stroked her little face with pity.

"How do you know my birthday?" Luo Yangyang was slightly taken aback, and she almost forgot her birthday without saying that she was Feng Sheng.

Moreover, she didn't seem to have told the canonization before, what month and date is her birthday?

"Your birthday is not a secret, you have to know what is difficult." Feng Sheng's gesture of stroking pity was turned, and he pinched Luo Yangyang's nose heavily.

Luo Yangyang was so pinched that she almost bite on the hand of the canonization. Fortunately, he stopped quickly, otherwise she would really bite on it.

"I don't want to spend my birthday too much, just eat a cake." Luo Yangyang said indifferently.

It's right to think about it, let alone her birthday, it's what kind of school she attends in kindergarten.

"That won't work." The canonization rejected Luo Yangyang's proposal. "You can't celebrate your twentieth birthday."

"Why?" Luo Yangyang didn't figure it out for a while.

Twenty is no more than eighteen. Eighteen can also be said to be a coming-of-age ceremony. Does twenty have any different meanings?

"You are at the legal age of marriage at the age of twenty, and you can get married. Of course you can't just spend it casually." Feng Sheng gently held Luo Yangyang's small face, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were unabashedly affectionate.

Not only can't just spend it casually, he has to help her celebrate this birthday well, it's best to let the world know that she is his.

"..." Luo Yangyang's big bright eyes flickered slightly, and her eyes darkened when she looked at the canonization.

In the end, she said nothing, just raised her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

Feng Sheng held Luo Yangyang and turned over, let her lie on him, patted her back with his big hands, silently soothing.

The two discussed the topic of birthday in the morning.

At lunch, Feng Qiyue suddenly asked, "Yang Yang, is your birthday coming soon?"