Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"This is magical." Youyou stared at Luo Yangyang's face wearing a mask and examined it carefully. She could only sigh with emotion, "Fortunately, you don't look like a half-blood, otherwise you will be even more annoying since childhood People pay attention, that's not good."

Because of Luo Yangyang's single-parent family and relatively quiet temperament, she doesn't have many friends.

Youyou has been with her and experienced the years when she was excluded by her friends.

The past can't bear to look back, and it's nice to be ordinary.

"It's time to enter."

Luo Yangyang saw someone entering the ticket gate at the ticket gate, carrying a large bag and a small bag, pulling Yuyou to get up.

Luo Yangyang and Youyou went to check the tickets together, and the two men who bought the same movie with them also got up.

It's half past one in the afternoon.

Luo Yangyang and Youyou are a literary love movie bought casually.

At the climax of the movie, when the male and female protagonists were separated, there were sparse sobbing sounds from the cinema, and it seemed that someone was crying.

But Luo Yangyang and Youyou both ate for themselves, watching, their faces were expressionless, let alone crying, there was no trace of sadness.

"What's the point of crying? Go back another day and you will write a more abusive script."

Youyou, who had a dry mouth with all kinds of snacks, said to Luo Yangyang while he stooped to get a drink.

"What kind of abuse? My love is very sweet now, so I don't write these sections of dog blood separation."

Luo Yangyang's eyes did not leave the big screen, and he lowered his voice and replied casually.

After these two sentences of dialogue, the two of them focused on watching the movie and stopped talking.

When the snacks they bought were almost finished, the two-hour movie was over.

Luo Yangyang and Youyou cleaned up. Luo Yangyang held a garbage bag in one hand and a large bag in the other, and the two followed the flow of people out.

What Luo Yangyang and Youyou didn't notice were the two men who had been sitting behind them.

In the dim vision, he followed the flow of people and walked to the same exit with them.

Youyou walked ahead. When she came out of the seats between the two rows, the man in black behind them immediately inserted behind her and separated her from Luo Yangyang.

Yoyo walked ahead and did not notice the anomaly.

Luo Yangyang thought that the person was going to squeeze out in a hurry, and didn't take it seriously.

The man in the gray clothes naturally followed Luo Yangyang.

Luo Yangyang took off her mask a long time ago in order to eat snacks when watching movies.

Because Luo Yangyang and Youyou were picking up snacks and trash and carrying big bags, when they got up and exited, they were already a lot slower than the others.

The gray-clothed man walking behind Luo Yangyang looked left and right. He had already left the field and almost retreated, and no one would notice him.

The man in grey clothes smoked the handkerchief of Ecstasy in his trouser pocket and took it out silently.

He stretched both hands forward at the same time, and when his left hand suddenly pressed Luo Yangyang's waist and abdomen, the handkerchief with his right hand quickly covered her nose and mouth.

"Well……"

Suddenly being hugged by a stranger from behind, Luo Yangyang's eyes widened in horror.

She just wanted to call for help but suddenly took a breath of Ecstasy. The cry for help was still choking in her throat, and she lost consciousness and passed out.

She took the garbage bag and big bags in her hand, and they all fell off when she loosened her fingers.

Youyou always thought that the person behind her was Luo Yangyang. When she came out from the back door and walked into the corridor with lots of light, she turned around and said, "Yang Yang, let's wait..."

Before Yoyo finished speaking, he slammed into a hardened chest as soon as he turned his head.