Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"Don't do that." Luo Yangyang's little brows were almost frowning into a word "chuan", and there was a small anger in the quiet resentment in the eyes of the canonization.

Does the canonization know what the consequences will be?

"It's okay." Feng Sheng continued to rub her thighs and calmed her softly, "Hey, there is me."

Luo Yangyang wanted to pull away the hand of Fengsheng and leave this conference room, but she could really feel how strong the big hand around her waist was.

The canonization kept her heart like this, and she was not as strong as him, and she couldn't push him away, but she would draw more inquiring eyes when she struggled.

Seeing Luo Yangyang's face wrinkled, but after he settled down, Feng Sheng coldly raised his eyes, scared the high-level officials and quickly retracted their eyes.

Looking down at the files one by one, they didn't see anything and knew nothing.

"Continue." Fengsheng said coldly, looking at the manager who was still standing and reporting.

"Yes, yes." The manager stared at the file in his hand, and his mind was frozen. After several seconds, he calmed down.

Not long after, the male voice of rigorous reporting of work resounded in the conference room.

She was the only woman in the entire conference room. Luo Yangyang didn't dare to look up at people at all. She didn't have the courage to face those probing eyes.

She tilted her head, and put her forehead on the canonized shoulder, her little head drooping, not knowing what she was thinking.

Bored to death, sitting in Fengsheng’s arms was embarrassing to death. At this moment, Luo Yangyang just wanted to find a hole to go in.

When she was extremely upset, Luo Yangyang saw Fengsheng's phone in her suit pocket, she didn't think too much, stretched out her hand and took it out.

Fengsheng lowered his head, looked at the locked lock screen interface, and whispered over his head: "The date we first met."

Luo Yangyang was racking her brains to guess the password of the canonization. When she heard his whisper at first, she could not lift her eyes to look at him.

As soon as the cold black eyes and the pure eyes looked at each other, Luo Yangyang immediately lowered his head again as if not daring to look at him.

"Asshole." Luo Yangyang muttered softly, then pressed several numbers skillfully.

The day they met for the first time happened to be the day of her mother's wedding. She shouldn't remember this date too deeply.

This was Luo Yangyang's first time playing with the canonized phone. After unlocking it, she found that the canonized phone was as serious and serious as others.

Except for a few work software, there is only one social software called WeChat, not even Weibo, let alone game software.

Luo Yangyang, who was extremely bored, downloaded a Doudizhu directly from the Internet.

When Doudizhu was turned on, the automatically played sound effect rang out in the meeting room, and the volume was not low at all, causing the deputy general manager who was expressing his personal opinions to suddenly stop talking.

In an instant, the gazes of the high-levels looked at the canonization once again, or Luo Yangyang, who was shrunk in his arms like a tortoise.

The moment the game sound effect sounded, Luo Yangyang secretly said something was wrong, and quickly set and turned off the sound effect.

Although she turned her back to the crowd and couldn't see the sight of others, she could feel countless eye knives shooting her back.

The big hand that Feng Sheng hugged Luo Yangyang's slender waist was also a meal, and when he looked down, his voice just stopped.

The entire conference room was silent and silent. Luo Yangyang's hand holding the phone was tight and tight. She did not dare to look up at the canonization, but whispered annoyedly: "I didn't mean it."