Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Su Fan looked at You You silently, and You You looked at him several times.

After that, she looked at Luo Yangyang with a smile, and acted as a slogan without a firm stand: "No."

Luo Yangyang looked at You You speechlessly, and You You were cheating on her almost all the time.

Now that the canonization is not there, she is too lazy to pursue it.

If the canonization makes trouble for her after returning, he will naturally know that he and Su Fan have never met.

Going back in the evening, the canonization didn't say anything except tirelessly.

The next morning, Luo Yangyang looked at his mobile phone and discovered that Su Fan sent him a text message at three in the morning.

Su Fan: ‘Yang Yang, our life will get better and better, it will definitely be. ’

Luo Yangyang stared at his phone for a long time, studying Su Fan's text message word by word over and over again.

What does Su Fan mean?

What does he want to express?

Luo Yangyang pondered for a long time, but didn't want to understand what Su Fan's text message meant.

Vaguely, she guessed that it was related to the canonization, so she didn't ask any more, only replied ‘um’.

Su Fan, who was suffering from a hangover, received a text message from Luo Yangyang and realized it later.

He actually sent Luo Yangyang a text message last night when he was so drunk and unconscious.

After carefully checking the text message, he found that there were no flaws, and he was thankful that he was not drunk to send messages.

One night in a dark and windy night.

After the passion, the canonization, holding Luo Yangyang, said in a hoarse voice: "My birthday the day after tomorrow."

"Oh." Luo Yangyang was so tired and sore. After finding a comfortable posture in the arms of the canonization, he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

"..." The canonization waited for a while, but did not wait for Luo Yangyang's second sentence.

He looked down, Luo Yangyang was already asleep in his arms.

Under the dim moonlight projected from outside the window, Feng Sheng looked at Luo Yangyang's quietly sleeping face, his cold brows could not help but soften.

"Small things." After touching her sweaty hair to her ears, the canonization whispered unconsciously with a trace of pampering.

Holy birthday.

In the large garden of the Feng Family Villa, the servants arranged the venue, and the people came and went all day without stopping.

Luo Yangyang looked down from the balcony on the third floor, and his mood became heavier.

The birthday banquet of the canonization will be held in the garden. It is said that there will be many important people in the evening.

Luo Yangyang was nervous after thinking about it, could she sneak away and not attend?

There was a knock on the door suddenly from the door, and Luo Ying's voice followed: "Yang Yang."

"Mom." Luo Yangyang turned back, and his mother stood outside the door of her room that she did not close.

"Your elder brother sent someone a dress back. Come and try if it fits."

Luo Ying held a **** box in her hand and entered the room.

Ben Luo Yangyang, who was lying lazily on the balcony guardrail, straightened up suddenly.

Why did the canonization give her a dress?

What if my mother suspects it fits too well?

Seeing Luo Yangyang standing still, Luo Ying urged: "What are you doing on the balcony? Come in."

Luo Yangyang caught his mind, and said softly as he went in: "Mom, can I not attend the birthday party of my big brother?"

On Chunyu Cheng's birthday, she had an accident because of Ye Shayan.

Moreover, the young people invited tonight must be the same as those on Chun Yucheng's birthday.

This time it was at home, and she didn't want to show up. It would make people doubt the accident of her relationship with the canonization.

"Not participating?" Luo Ying looked at her daughter in confusion, "Why?"