Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Luo Yangyang only felt that his ears were hot, and his small face blushed after ‘rubbing’.

"I want to change it myself in the bathroom." Luo Yangyang held the cheongsam with her hands on her chest.

The light in her eyes flickered, fearing that the arm around her waist would suddenly rise.

"No." Feng Sheng held Luo Yangyang's small body in his arms.

His lips and nose gently rubbed her scented long hair and kissed her hair.

Luo Yangyang couldn't get rid of it, so she turned around in the arms of the canonization and faced him.

"This is in the Fengjia Ancient House." Luo Yangyang looked at the Fengsheng calmly.

Not the closed house where their little family lives.

Everyone in the Feng family has returned. If something goes wrong at this time, the two of them might be able to get out.

"I know." The calm black eyes stared directly at Luo Yangyang, "But once the door is closed, no one dares to bother here."

No one in his room dared to break in without knocking on the door.

"No, I'm afraid." Luo Yangyang shook his head, thinking of some possibility, his eyes panicked.

At such an important family dinner, there must be no trouble.

Even if there is a situation, it must not appear on her and the canonization.

"Look at me." Feng Sheng held Luo Yangyang's gently swaying head, bent over slightly, and stared at her directly.

He seemed to look into the depths of her soul from Luo Yangyang's big eyes, and his cold eyes seemed to have the attraction of a black hole.

Luo Yangyang looked at him, only to feel that his soul would be sucked into his vast star-like cold eyes.

"Yang Yang, do you believe me?" Fengsheng's magnetic voice was low and deep and very pleasant.

"Yeah." Luo Yangyang nodded almost subconsciously, and immediately added, "Believe."

She believed him.

Although she didn't know where this power of trust came from.

After being kidnapped, she was no longer afraid of canonization. From him, she even found a sense of peace of mind for her.

"Then leave everything to me, I won't let you have anything to do." The canonization got an affirmative answer, his brows and eyes softened a lot.

In the depths of those cold eyes, there are also fascinating tenderness that makes people fascinated.

Luo Yangyang looked at the canonization deeply.

She watched quietly, and after seeing that the canonization was serious, she suddenly stretched out her arm around his neck and hugged him hard.

"Canonization, don't be too kind to me, I won't be able to do without you." Luo Yangyang leaned on the canonization shoulders that seemed to be thick enough to take all responsibilities, and whispered slightly choked.

"Do you want to leave me?" Fengsheng frowned cold eyebrows, lifted the hair around Luo Yangyang's ears, and bit her white earlobe.

"Hmm..." Luo Yangyang groaned softly after being bitten, and then hugged him tighter, "I don't want to."

She realized that she was greedy for his embrace.

She doesn't think this is a good sign. If you have never had it, there is no so-called loss.

But once you have it, it hurts to lose it.

His generous chest gave her a sense of security that he had never had before.

On the other hand, while he made her feel at ease, the two people together evoked panic in her heart.

She is afraid that when she wakes up one day in the future, she and the canonization will have to be separated.

Before, she tried to leave him, but now, she doesn't want to leave.

"I said, just leave everything to me, don't think about anything." The canonized kiss fell on Luo Yangyang's face again and again.

The fine kisses comforted every inch of skin on her immature face, affectionate and nostalgic.

Luo Yangyang was carefully cared for, Fengsheng kissed her attractive pink lips.

Luo Yangyang, who was led into the emotional vortex, responded gently to him.

But when her lips and tongue were entangled, she suddenly noticed the canonization's big hands that wantonly undress on her body, she quickly grasped it: "Don't..."