Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Fengsheng looked at Feng Yi and replied lukewarmly: "What's up to me?"

Feng Yihan was still in front of him, slandering her for scalding her, and wanting him to go to her?

no way.

"..." Although he knew the canonization meeting was the answer in his heart, Feng Yi was still choked. "When I didn't say it."

After this.

Feng Yihan didn't know if it was due to a guilty conscience or other reasons. After she was hospitalized with the excuse of burns, she never returned to Feng's house.

It was not until New Year's Eve that she returned to Fengjia.

Except for Luo Yangyang, who would meet her during dinner, he tried to avoid her at other times, and the two did not have any conflicts.

On the 30th day of the new year, the whole family will have a happy reunion.

Feng Qiyue returned to Feng's ancient house with his family, a large private garden on the banks of the Imperial Capital.

A large piece of green bamboo is planted around the garden to isolate the hustle and bustle of the city and wrap the entire ancient house in a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

The Chinese-style retro buildings are surging, and each corridor exudes a strong ancient atmosphere.

In the bustling and bustling city, I suddenly saw such an intoxicating and historic building,

Luo Yangyang liked this ancient house only at a glance.

"Like it here?" In the long corridor, Feng Sheng came over from behind Luo Yangyang.

Luo Yangyang turned his head, and the canonization with a straight suit came into view.

He was tall and straight and walked towards her without rush.

In the ancient cloister with grilles, he is like walking out of a historical picture scroll, splitting the long river of history, and coming only for her every year.

There were only two people in the quiet corridor.

Luo Yangyang looked at the canonization with a small smile, and when he approached, his eyes were full of delicate tenderness: "I like it."

I like this ancient house, thinking that the canonization grew up in this ancient house, she inexplicably feel that she likes it more.

"I like it too." Taking advantage of no one around, Feng Sheng leaned forward and pecked Luo Yangyang's forehead.

"Don't make trouble!" Luo Yangyang hurriedly raised his hand and pushed on the Fengsheng's chest, with a pair of big eyes looking around in panic, "It will be troublesome to be seen."

In Feng's Villa, at least there were fewer people, and the door of the two was closed, and no one disturbed them.

But it was different in this Feng's ancient house. She had seen a lot of servants before, and maybe at the end of the corridor, someone was cutting flowers or something.

Although everyone is waiting for the New Year on New Year's Eve, no one should be busy trimming flowers and plants, but it is better to be careful.

"I see it," Feng Sheng said arrogantly, as if he didn't take this seriously.

"..." Luo Yangyang pretended to stare at the canonization with slight anger.

She couldn't be more serious, she didn't want to celebrate the Chinese New Year, and was pulled out of the family to show the public.

She heard that Master Feng was very strict and was not easy to touch.

"Take you to look around." Feng Sheng directly ignored Luo Yangyang's gaze, holding her little hand and walking forward.

Luo Yangyang didn't want the canonization to lead her to run around at home, but he couldn't help the canonization.

In the end, she could only walk while cautiously guarding that if someone showed up, she would definitely step on the canonization foot and let him let go of her not to hold her again.

When he walked to a place similar to a training ground, Luo Yangyang's eyes widened in surprise.

"Do you raise horses at home?" Luo Yangyang pointed to the stable on the right in front, and then pointed to the shooting target further away. "There are targets for archery?"

Is anyone still free to go archery at home?

This movement is too retro.

Without waiting for the canonization to answer, Feng Heng crouched in the stable and didn't know what he was doing, and suddenly stood up when he heard the voice.

"Yeah! Aren't these big brother and Feng Xiaomei?" Less than 50 meters apart, Feng Heng looked at Luo Yangyang and Fengsheng with ten fingers tightly clasped together, her peachy eyes narrowed slightly. Are you afraid of being seen on a date?"