Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Luo Yangyang, with dim eyes of tears, looked at the canonization pretending to be stupid in disbelief.

She was so angry that she lifted her left leg and kicked it hard towards the canonization: "You deny it? You are a beast for canonization! Bastard!"

The little thing made a kick and kicked over. The kick was really strong, and the kick made his thighs numb.

The canonization allowed her to kick her six or seven times, and waited for her anger to vent a little.

He grabbed the little ankle she was kicking over: "Don't make trouble, be obedient."

"No!" When his left foot was caught, Luo Yangyang was so angry that he lifted his right foot, and then kicked it over, "You are a **** if you are a saint! I will never listen to you anymore!"

Everything is to blame for canonization.

If it weren't for him, she would not have fallen to where she is today.

"You!" Hearing the little thing said, never listening to him anymore, the canonization was a little angry.

However, seeing her crying teary face, he couldn't get angry when his heart softened.

He grabbed the other foot she was kicking, her ankle was very slender, and he was more than enough to circle it.

Even the feet are so small and thin, making him enthusiastically want to lock her in his arms, and take care of the impulse to love.

With his feet restrained, Luo Yangyang only realized afterwards that he was unable to exert his strength.

At this time, the posture of her feet being held by the canonization was a bit ambiguous, and her face turned red with embarrassment.

Looking at the little thing that was still sulky in the first second and blushed in the next second, her pink face with tears was so exciting that her lower abdomen tightened.

"You, you let go." Luo Yangyang was too familiar with the gaze of the canonization. When he stared at him, she once again defeated the battle.

"Stop crying?" Fengsheng didn't let go, looking at her earnestly with deep eyes.

Luo Yangyang tried to withdraw his feet, without twitching, staring at him a little bit resentfully: "Well, stop crying."

The current situation is very dangerous, and she is worried that if she continues to toss, the canonization will take place on her.

Given his disregard of authoritarian character, this possibility is very high.

She would never allow such a thing to happen in the public, on the road in broad daylight.

The Fengsheng examined the little thing a few times, and after confirming that she would not cry anymore, he let go of his hand.

Because it was on the main road, the canonization didn't pull over, and the car, which was stuck behind the **** of the car, started honking its horn impatiently.

The noise of ‘Bab Bab’ sounded continuously, making people particularly irritable and impatient.

A loud horn sounded in Luo Yangyang's ears, as if she was reprimanding her, and she dropped her head with guilt.

In the urging horn, she thought that the canonization would immediately drive on the road.

As a result, he suddenly leaned over.

The huge sense of pressure scared her to retreat sideways, and her back went straight to the car door: "What do you want to do?"

She hasn't cried anymore, wouldn't the canonized beast still want to do bad things?

"Help you fasten your seat belt." Feng Sheng's face sank coldly, and he looked at the little things like Anti-Wolf and Anti-Wolf.

How many times have you slept, why are you so nervous?

"Oh." Luo Yangyang, who would be wrong, his small cheeks became more pink, and silently took out his seat belt, "I wear it myself."

If the canonization does not leave, it is estimated that some car owners will get out of the car and take pictures of his car windows.

His arrogant low-key luxury black car finally drove away.

After getting on the road, the atmosphere inside the car was particularly strange.

In particular, the look in his eyes from time to time during the canonization made Luo Yangyang particularly uncomfortable.

In the quiet atmosphere that made her scalp numb, she cautiously peeked at the canonization, but suddenly met his cold eyes that ‘brushed’ slantingly.