Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

But in the end, Feng Yi still failed to keep up.

Feng Heng was not a person who knew how to serve people. On the way, she dragged Feng Yihan back to the villa. She tossed him and almost threw her on the road.

He casually pushed open a door of a room on the first floor, and when Feng Heng waved his hand, he dumped Feng Yihan on the bed in disgust.

"Fuck, I'm exhausted!" Feng Heng cursed while looking at Feng Yihan, who was lying on the bed, unconsciously drunk.

Fortunately, Feng Yihan didn't vomit, otherwise she must settle the account when she wakes up.

"Wake up." Feng Heng said and kicked Feng Yihan, both legs still hanging by the bed.

Seeing that Feng Yihan closed his eyes, Feng Heng leaned down with a slightly frowning brow without moving.

He patted Feng Yihan's cheek slightly harder: "Feng Yihan, are you really asleep?"

Perhaps Feng Heng was shooting harder, and Feng Yihan woke up with his eyelids moving slightly, and opened his drunken, dim eyes to look at him.

Then, Feng Yihan regarded him as a canonization. As soon as he raised his hands, he put his arms around Fengheng's neck, held him firmly and pulled him down: "Big Brother, I like you, I like you so much."

Feng Heng's neck was suddenly hugged, and he was pulled and pressed against Feng Yihan.

Hearing Feng Yihan's crying and crying voice, Feng Heng's eyes dimmed.

He really didn't guess wrong, Feng Yihan really likes canonization.

"Big Brother, I really like you, even if you look at me more. Don't be so good to Luo Yangyang, okay?"

Feng Yihan hugged Fengheng, completely treating him as a canonized saint, holding him tightly.

"Feng Yihan, are you really drunk? See clearly, I am Feng Heng, not a saint!"

Feng Heng pulled down Feng Yihan's hands hard, and slightly propped up his body.

Being regarded as someone who is already enough to make him angry, but still regarded as a canonization, Feng Yihan is blind!

"Woo..." Feng Yihan, who was pushed open, choked up, and hugged Feng Heng again, wanting to cry, "Big brother don't push me away, I love you, I really love love. What do you want me to do with me Yes, as long as you don’t push me away. Don’t ignore me, okay?"

Feng Heng, who was hugged again, was in a worse situation this time. Feng Yihan not only wrapped his arms around his neck, but also wrapped his legs around him, tightly surrounding his waist.

He was the whole person, tightly attached to Feng Yihan.

The two postures are particularly ambiguous and look very hot and sultry.

"Feng Yihan!" Wrapped like Feng Yihan's psoriasis, Feng Heng's mood is getting more and more irritable, and he will use brute force to tear her off.

Knowing Feng Yihan was so drunk, he would not send her back.

"Brother, don't push me away, don't! Please, don't..."

Feng Yihan's hands and feet entangled so hard that they were a little loose, she cried and screamed and struggled, and suddenly kissed Feng Heng impatiently.

She wants to be closer to her eldest brother, even in a dream, she must seize this opportunity tightly, and can't let her elder brother have a chance to push her away.

"..." Feng Heng was startled by a savage kiss, her eyes narrowed in an instant.

Feng Yihan's lips were very soft, incredibly soft, and just now, he was a little bit eager to be kissed.

"Feng Yi..." Feng Heng stopped the action of forcibly removing Feng Yihan, but when he opened his mouth, Feng Yihan swiftly broke in.

It's not the first time Feng Yihan dreamed of the canonization, but she never felt that the dream was so momentous and beautiful, and the real was not illusory at all.

Although Feng Heng was provoked by desire, he did not rush to act.

His peach blossom eyes were deep and dark, and when Feng Yihan kissed him, it didn't count, and he started to pull his clothes to help him take it off, his eyes were fierce.

"Feng Yihan, you asked for this!" Faced with Feng Yihan's initiative, Feng Heng finally couldn't help acting.