Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"It's not that you are too inked, I can't wait."

The tofu-eating hand was slapped flying, and he looked at Luo Yangyang with an angry face, and said helplessly.

When did the little thing become so domineering?

Look at her angry look, she was so arrogant that she almost didn't put him in her eyes.

However, it seems that this is all he spoiled.

Forget it, your own woman spoils herself, and the temper that she spoils herself suffers.

"If you can't wait, you have to wait!" Luo Yangyang said as his little hand patted the canonized chest fiercely.

His sturdy muscles slapped her hands when he patted them. Don't be too flexible and don't feel too seductive.

"Then you should hurry up. I'm waiting. A man will get sick after holding back for too long, don't you know?"

Feng Sheng looked up and down, Luo Yangyang, who was sitting on her, stretched out his big hand to the ankle closest to him.

The ankle was suddenly caught, and Luo Yangyang reflexively retracted his leg.

But the canonization grabbed harder, Luo Yangyang frowned and looked at the canonization in confusion.

The canonization returned with a provocation that he owed.

Luo Yangyang was also angry now, and in the silent communication, the two of them started fighting with you and grabbed me.

Luo Yangyang suddenly retreated, but when she was pulled forward by another force, her feet kicked towards the canonized face without warning.

With a soft ‘pop’, Luo Yangyang’s right foot touched the canonized left cheek.

"I didn't mean it." Looking at the canonization who was kicked to the face by her, Luo Yang snorted and laughed.

In the laughter, she wanted to continue to retract her legs, halfway down, but the canonization forcefully grabbed her feet back.

When he was kicked to the face, the canonization was stunned for a moment, but now he grabbed Luo Yangyang's feet and kissed the back of her insteps.

"Don't you think your feet are dirty?" The warm and soft touch of the instep made Luo Yangyang's soles tremble slightly.

This reminded her of the last time the canonization kissed the soles of her feet during passion.

"It depends on who belongs to it. I don't dislike yours." Fengsheng pecked Luo Yangyang's white and soft feet again.

His woman, how could he dislike it, from head to toe.

Luo Yangyang's eyes flashed, and suddenly he felt the heat surge, and even the roots of his ears became red.

The canonization seldom speaks nasty words, but many words that seem to be literally serious, when they come out of his mouth, they seem to be wrapped in honey.

These words were heard in Luo Yangyang's ears, not love words but love words, which made her heart palpitations.

Luo Yangyang leaned down, holding the canonized face in his small hand, and looked at him firmly: "Holy bastard."

"Yeah." Seeing Luo Yangyang looking at him with such seriousness, Feng Sheng looked more serious.

When the little thing showed such serious eyes that could no longer be serious, and when he looked at him deeply, he knew that the little thing was going to speak his heart.

"You are so good." Luo Yangyang condensed the canonization seriously, and after a whisper, gently closed his eyes and kissed the canonization actively.

Luo Yangyang slowly sucked as his lips pressed against each other, and kissed each inch carefully.

The subtle atmosphere gradually spread around the two of them, and the ambiguous heat grew stronger and stronger.

Luo Yangyang's hands are like enthusiastic little snakes walking around, setting fire everywhere they go.

When Fengsheng was so stunned by her, Luo Yangyang, who had been kissing him deeply, opened his eyes silently.

The small and tender face with the big palm of the hand was studded with a pair of black eyes.

She looked at the cold canonization with thick eyebrows, and suddenly a cunning color flashed in her eyes.

In the next second, Luo Yangyang suddenly straightened up from Fengsheng and jumped out of bed.

The weight on his body disappeared, the heat on his lips also instantly left, and the sage opened his eyes in confusion.

He opened his eyes but saw Luo Yangyang standing in front of the bed, his immature face filled with youthful and wanton sly smile.

"Say! Let the movie be released?" Luo Yangyang raised his chin slightly and said proudly.