Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Hearing Luo Yangyang's softness, he just woke up as if to call out coquettishly, the canonization immediately turned around.

Looking at Luo Yangyang who was lying on the bed, his eyes were staring straight at him.

The corner of Fengsheng’s mouth raised, and a wicked smirk aroused:

"You are thinking of me in your sleep, have you dreamed of me?"

If he didn't have to rush back to the imperial capital later, he really wanted to rush over now and eat the charming person in front of him a few times from the inside out.

"shameless!"

He was molested by the canonization even before he opened his eyes. Luo Yangyang glared at him with a blushing face.

"Baby, get up soon when you wake up, we will go back to the imperial capital later." Feng Sheng smiled.

"Return to the imperial capital?" Looking at the canonization who had already made a decision to go back, Luo Yangyang's heart jumped, "Why suddenly decided to go back? Is something wrong?"

"Nothing happened, but Lancelot flew to the imperial capital in the morning, so it would be better for us to go back and have a look."

Feng Sheng got up and walked towards Luo Yangyang who was still lying on the bed.

"Lancelot went to the imperial capital?" Luo Yangyang's eyes suddenly widened, and he stood up and sat up, "Why did he leave suddenly?"

She wanted to ask Lancelot about something, still wondering whether to recognize him as his father, but Lancelot went to the imperial capital with a wave of his hand?

"Lancelot left early this morning. He probably didn't tell others that he was going to the imperial capital."

Fengsheng sat down by the small bed, thinking that the window was still open, he lifted the sheet that had fallen from Luo Yangyang's body, and covered her entire shoulders.

"Doesn't even Luo Ye know that he is going to the imperial capital?" Luo Yangyang looked at the canonization suspiciously, "What is he doing in the imperial capital? Go to my mother?"

How could Lancelot leave suddenly?

He didn't even tell her.

"He should be looking for your mother."

Fengsheng thought for a while, got up and walked over to the window, closing the window.

"What time will our plane return to the imperial capital."

Luo Yangyang's sight moved with the canonized figure.

"There is a plane at three o'clock."

The space of the entire small room was airtight, and the canonization walked to the bed and ripped off the sheets from Luo Yangyang's body badly.

"Three o'clock? What time is it now?"

Luo Yangyang hurriedly turned around to look at the small alarm clock on the bedside table, because she was too impatient, she didn't even notice the canonization suddenly pulled her sheet.

The small alarm clock on the bedside table shows the time at 1:13 pm.

"I will get up now!"

Luo Yangyang, who was worried about not being able to catch the plane, prepared to get out of bed in a hurry.

Luo Yangyang's smooth and straight legs just moved out of the bed to be put on the ground.

Fengsheng suddenly stretched out his hands towards her, and hugged her whole body faster than she could get out of bed.

"what--"

Before his feet touched the ground, the whole person was picked up, and the sudden weightlessness caused Luo Yangyang to reflexively tighten the canonization.

He put his arms around his neck, and his legs circled his strong waist.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Yangyang, who didn't even wear clothes, became like a koala, clinging to the canonization.

The saint was wearing black trousers and a white shirt on his upper body. Compared with Luo Yangyang, who only had his own waterfall-like hair in his arms, could cover the spring scenery, he was a formal dress, serious and serious.

"What are you doing? Quickly let me down!"

In sharp contrast, Luo Yangyang, who found himself embarrassed, could drip tomato juice with a small blush.

Why did Fengsheng hug her suddenly, she was not dressed, she was ashamed!

The canonization who hugged Luo Yangyang's small body firmly, smiled blackly: "Kiss me, and I will let you down."