Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Luo Yangyang's wrist was still being held by the Fengsheng, she could feel it without raising her eyes, Feng Qiyue's gaze fell on them.

At this time, Luo Yangyang only felt the hot temperature passed from the canonized palm, which burned her wrist.

"Big brother, this is the second brother's position, I'll still sit opposite." Luo Yangyang made a slight effort, unable to withdraw his wrist, had to smile at Feng Shengtian.

however.

Before she finished speaking, the canonization pushed her shoulders and held her in Feng Yi's position: "Sit here."

Luo Yangyang was sitting on pins and needles, and she didn't even have the courage to look at Feng Qiyue.

Although Feng Qiyue looked at Luo Yangyang and Fengsheng a few more times, he didn't think too much.

I just think how his eldest son suddenly became so humane and how to take care of his younger sister.

After starting to eat, Luo Yangyang immersed himself in the bitterness, his eyes were fixed on the rich dishes on the table, and he did not even look at the other two men on the table.

Just when Luo Yangyang tried to weaken his sense of existence.

The Feng Sheng sandwiched a piece of delicious braised pork and gently placed it in Luo Yangyang's bowl.

When retracting his chopsticks calmly, the canonization said to Luo Yang with a serious face: "Eat more."

"..." Luo Yangyang's gaze shifted silently from the braised pork in the bowl to the canonized face.

At this moment, her brain was a mess left after the explosion, and she was almost unable to think normally.

Feng Qiyue is still at the table!

How can the canonization give her food!

If it is said that Feng Qiyue took the initiative to open the seat for Luo Yangyang and let her sit next to him, Feng Qiyue just looked sideways.

He was more than just looking at the act of holding food for Luo Yang Yang by the title of the saint.

Luo Yangyang stared at the canonization. In the dark and turbulent eyes under her eyes, from the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Feng Qiyue, stopping the chopsticks, and staring at them.

Luo Yangyang’s heartbeat ‘bang bang bang’ was very fast because of nervousness.

In the end, she gave the canonization a sweet and well-behaved smile: "Thank you, brother."

Seeing that there was a small flame in the depths of Luo Yangyang's eyes, he just endured the small eyes that didn't dare to vent.

The corners of Fengsheng's cold lips twitched invisible.

Silence resumed at the table.

It's just that the silence at this moment is different from ten seconds ago.

The three people at the table, except for the canonized saints, Luo Yangyang and Feng Qiyue, who had a lot of thoughts, could not eat so easily.

Luo Yangyang bit **** the braised pork that the saint folder gave her.

If it wasn't for him to put the braised pork back, it would make Feng Qiyue more suspicious, she would definitely smash this piece of braised pork on Fengsheng's face.

Didn’t you say you should keep your mind down?

Low-key!

Does he know how to write low-key words?

She is going crazy!

What made Luo Yangyang even more mad was that after this, Fengsheng gave her several dishes.

In addition to saying, ‘thank you, brother, I will do it myself. Apart from that, there is nothing to do with the canonization of authoritarianism.

At the end of the meal, Feng Qiyue's expression didn't seem very good.

His eyes fell on Luo Yangyang and Fengsheng more and more, and the seconds stayed longer and longer.

After eating, Luo Yangyang found an excuse and slipped upstairs.

Fengsheng knew that his father must have something to ask him, so he didn't rush upstairs to drink tea with his father in the lobby.

The freshly brewed tea smelled of steaming tea, Feng Qiyue took a sip of the tea first, and after carefully tasting the tea with the fragrance of his lips and teeth.

He looked at the canonization on the sofa and said meaningfully: "Sheng'er, you and Yang Yang seem to have a good relationship?"