Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"why?"

Luo Yangyang was just about to answer the key's hand, and immediately stopped.

This is Hua Yifei's call to her, why can't it be answered.

"You haven't made his movie now, what can he do to call you?"

Fengsheng took the phone from Luo Yangyang's hand as he spoke, and decisively pressed the reject button after speaking.

Hua Yifei is a director, and he is indeed talented in making movies.

"The Fate of the Immortal", played by Yang Yang, was really good.

But it was his wrong decision to let Yang Yang make a movie, and he would never let her do it again.

Therefore, it is best for Hua Yifei to cut off contact with her.

"He will definitely not call me if he is okay. Calling me means something is wrong. What are you doing when you hang up?"

When Luo Yangyang saw Fengsheng actually hung up the phone, he was a little excited, reaching out to grab the phone.

She knows that the canonization likes to be jealous with a dull gourd, but his jealousy is too unreasonable.

She had nothing to do with Hua Yifei, so it's not good to just hang up other people's calls.

"It's definitely not a good thing to find you if you have something, so you don't need to pick it up."

Feng Sheng directly put Luo Yangyang's mobile phone into his suit pocket and grabbed Luo Yangyang's hand extended.

"You are too unreasonable! This is my call, I have the right to decide whether to answer it!"

Luo Yangyang, whose hands were firmly grasped, had a pair of eyes burning with anger.

It doesn't matter if she eats, how can she even care about whom she makes friends with.

"Are you trying to rebel?"

Feng Sheng grasped Luo Yangyang's hand, stretched out towards her waist instead, put her on her thigh with a strong lift.

Luo Yangyang's legs were almost subconsciously separated, and he consciously separated, straddling the canonized legs very well.

"What happened to the rebellion? It's not that you are too domineering and unreasonable!"

Luo Yangyang slightly clenched his left and right hands, each extended an index finger, just like this, poking the canonized hard chest one after another.

His muscles are so hard, and his fingers are like poke on a rock.

After poking, Luo Yangyang's mind was attracted by his chest muscles.

The canonization watched him questioning him in anger for the last second, and Luo Yangyang, who curiously played with his chest muscles in the next second, was helpless and spoiled in his eyes.

Isn't this little thing still angry?

"Holy bastard, I don't see you exercise much, how did you get this muscle?"

Luo Yangyang was poking addicted, poking his muscles while looking up at the canonization.

"Why haven't I exercised? I exercise every day."

The hand of the canonization on Luo Yangyang's waist began to caress restlessly.

"You get up in the morning and go to work, and go home after get off work. How can you have time to exercise? Does your company have a fitness room? Why don't I know."

Luo Yangyang thought about it for a while, and felt that there were many loopholes in the canonization.

When she was not in class, she would be assigned to work with the company as a saint. When he entered the office, he was busy with work, and I never saw him where to exercise.

"Who said that fitness must go to the gym?"

The canonized, restless big hand quietly got into Luo Yangyang's clothes.

Just as Luo Yangyang was about to ask, where he was going to exercise, the canonization breathed a hot breath in her ear, and said softly and ambiguously:

"Are you satisfied when I exercise in bed?"

Suddenly astonishing lightning appeared in the clear sky, Luo Yangyang was blown by the thunder, and his little face blushed into cooked shrimp.

"Don't touch it."

Luo Yangyang's eyes flickered several times, twisted his waist, and grabbed the canonized big hand.