Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"Ahem..."

Andre, who came out of the study, looked up and saw that his daughter was holding a man without any image.

Serena looked over Yaquan's shoulder, and saw her father at the entrance of the study, she jumped off immediately.

After Yaquan put down Serena, he turned around and looked at him sadly.

It doesn't seem good to hold someone else's daughter in front of his father-in-law.

Fortunately, Andre didn't embarrass Yaquan anymore. After seeing them separated, he turned and walked in the other direction as if he hadn't seen them.

Mo An looked at the excited Serena and Yaquan, she stopped greeting them, and she would disturb their happiness, so she sneaked upstairs by herself.

She had already walked past Feng Yi, and then backed back a few steps later.

‘Knock, knock! ’

She knocked on Feng Yi's door.

Feng Yi, who had finished washing, opened the door wrapped in a bath towel.

"Huh..." When Mo An saw his Chi Guoguo's bronze chest, he reflexively covered his eyes, "Brother Yi! Can't you put on your clothes and open the door again?"

"Why, are you still shy?"

Instead of going in and putting on clothes, Feng Yi leaned on the door frame like a rogue, teasing Mo An in his spare time.

"Of course I will be shy! I am not a boy."

Mo An is speechless. Where did Brother Yi come to the conclusion that she will not be shy?

"Really shy? Then let me see if you blush."

Feng Yi leaned forward as he spoke.

He was closer, and if there was no breath, it sprayed on Mo An's face.

Mo An's eyes were closed tightly by himself, and he found him close by feeling.

Her index finger and **** moved slightly, revealing a small gap.

As soon as she saw through this small gap, she fell into a pair of dark pupils that were as gentle as jade and filled with smiles.

"Who is like you?"

He couldn't see his unclothed body in the small crevices, and Mo An could finally look at him with peace of mind.

Let others blush to see him?

What is this quirk?

"How am I?"

Feng Yi stretched out his index finger and clasped Mo An's fingers, trying to make her lower the arms on her face.

"You are so bad!"

Mo An opened his mouth and came.

"Where is it broken?"

Feng Yi broke off her **** and grasped it. Now as long as he pulls hard, her hand can get away from her small face.

"It's broken everywhere!"

Mo An grabbed Feng Yi's wrist with his free right hand, trying to tear him away.

"I'm so good to you, but you say I'm bad everywhere. Isn't that good?"

Feng Yi picked up his beautiful sword eyebrows and tugged hard.

When she pulled off the hand that was covering her face, she also took her hand that was holding his wrist.

Under this pull, her body was also pulled forward.

"what……"

Mo An plunged into his arms with this pounce.

Feng Yi also didn't expect that she would pounce upon him with this, he still bent over and leaned in front of her, she threw his forehead directly against his chin.

"Ok……"

It hit so hard that he groaned.

Mo An's left hand was still grasped by him. As soon as his right hand touched his Chi Guoguo's warm chest, he reflexively covered his forehead.

"Brother Yi!"

Mo An frowned, it really hurts!

"What are you doing staring at me? I hurt too!"

Feng Yi also touched his chin.

The forehead is so hard that it cannot be made of stone.

"Deserve it! Who told you to pull me!" Mo An protested and finished spitting, rubbing his forehead grinningly, "Look at my forehead, it must be swollen for you!"