Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Seeing Feng Shengyun calmly and lightly, as if talking about irrelevant things, Luo Yangyang's nose suddenly sore.

Don't think she doesn't know, no matter how easy the canonization is, this matter can never be solved easily with just a few words.

He didn't want her to worry, he didn't want to put pressure on her.

But no matter what, how could she not worry without pressure.

This is not a matter of canonization of one person, it is a matter of both of them.

"What's your expression? How old are you and you want to cry?" Feng Sheng saw Luo Yangyang's eyes hung red and couldn't help pinching her small nose.

"Drive your car." Luo Yangyang lifted his little paw, and slapped Feng Sheng's hand pinching her nose.

She only saw her small head tilted and looked out the window, not wanting Feng Sheng to see her eyes moistened with tears.

She felt that she was relying more and more on canonization.

She didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, because she couldn't completely settle down in her heart.

With the canonization, he can bring her a sense of security, but she bears this sense of security carefully, and she has never been able to take it for granted.

Regardless of the ups and downs of the outside world, it was just the storm of closing the house that she had no confidence to face it.

"Baby, you believe me, it will be fine." Fengsheng stretched out his arms and patted her fluffy little head with a hat.

It seems that he has to speed up his movements, and he can't let the little thing continue to be so frightened.

He wanted to give her a harbor that could protect her and make her worry-free even if the storm came.

Luo Yangyang wanted to respond to the canonization, but in the end only the vocal cords vibrated gently and said: "Yes."

The voice is too soft, and I don't know if the canonization has been heard.

She knew that the canonization was comforting her. If the relationship between the two were really exposed, how could it be okay.

When they returned to Feng's villa, the two of them relaxed unconsciously.

Luo Yangyang didn't have to face so many people compared with the old house. Right now, the servants were all taking vacations to go back to celebrate the New Year. The entire Feng family was only her and Feng Sheng, and they naturally relaxed.

Unlike Luo Yangyang, who relaxes because of exhaustion, the canonization is because, finally, no one can disturb him and Luo Yangyang. This relaxation is not easy.

"Ah! What are you doing?" As soon as he walked in, Luo Yangyang was picked up by the canonization behind him.

Immediately after the canonization hugged her and pressed her hard, her back was pressed against the wall. Amidst the ups and downs, she was so scared that her hands quickly grabbed his shoulders.

"Last night, why didn't you find me in my room?" Feng Sheng locked Luo Yangyang between the wall and him, and the corner of his mouth raised a sneer of the beast who settled the book.

The little thing dared to take his words to the ears, is he too kind to her, so good that she forgets that he is also a **** man?

"I, I'm too sleepy, I went to bed after taking a shower, and I forgot." Luo Yangyang's shocked big eyes suddenly constricted, his eyes slightly erratic.

That was Fengjia’s ancient house. How dare she go to him in the middle of the night? If she is caught, she can go directly to the crematorium.

"Of course you can sleep when you are sleepy, but do you need to put the sofa on the door? You also put a large vase as high as you on the door?" Feng Sheng thought of his hard and difficult road last night, I hate it.

If it weren't for worrying that pushing the door hard would knock the vase down and make too much movement, he would have rushed in to clean her up last night.

"I, I..." Luo Yangyang, who was strongly pushed against the wall and couldn't even touch the floor with his feet, the toes of his shoes collided and rubbed against each other because of tension, and a pair of bright eyes flickered, "I ..."