Mr.President,Your Wife is too Overbearing!

What did she do wrong? Why did the canonization do this to her.

The tears on the corner of Luo Yangyang's eyes were dazzling. He grabbed her lips and sucked all her painful chants into her abdomen.

No matter how she used to feel about Feng Yi, since she got into his bed, from now on, he will never allow her to have any ideas about other men.

As long as he doesn't let go, she doesn't want to leave.

Luo Yangyang resisted wholeheartedly, but still could not get rid of the plunder of canonization. He was so strong and brave that she did not have the chance to escape.

The little girl with a weeping voice of tender beg for mercy, listen to in Fengsheng ear but like stimulant let his mind a tight, boiling blood in the body more dry and hot.

Looking at her tears that seemed unbearable, the cold eyes of the saints were suddenly dark and deep in the bottom of her eyes, bursting out as if they could destroy the heaven and earth.

There is a strong desire to occupy her, destroy her and destroy her.

Restraint, in this moment completely away from the canonization.

Luo Yangyang was so tight that she couldn't bear it. In addition, his shoulder was on the edge of his lip, so she opened her mouth reflexively and bit it.

The next moment, the smell of blood in the mouth.

With his hands and feet and clinging tightly to the sacred luoyangyang, obsidian's big eyes twinkled. Just as he wanted to loosen his teeth, he bit down more forcefully: "um..."

Crazy. Sanctification will drive her crazy.

"Hiss..." Luo Yangyang bit fiercely, and his eyes were dark, but it was definitely not painful.

Night, long, long.

Two hours later, Luo Yangyang was out of control and cried bitterly. She drew back and begged to be holy and let her go.

But the more she cried, the more crazy she became, the more unwilling she was to let her go, forcing her to sink with him.

In the morning of the next day, the first thing that opened my eyes was canonization.

He looked at lying on his chest, sleeping deeply in Luo Yang Yang, staring at her small face for a long time.

Her skin is very good, the water is tender, the complexion is also good, the small face is ruddy, make the saint cannot help but stretch out the magic claw to her.

The tender and smooth touch is very good, and the saint fondled her little face.

Xu was touched a little itchy, Luo Yangyang eyelashes gently trembling, drilled into the sacred arms, and his small nose rubbed against his muscular chest.

Fengsheng thought that luoyangyang was going to wake up. He immediately pulled back his hand and was frozen in the air. After seeing half a sound, he found that luoyangyang had gone to sleep again and didn't wake up at all.

"Little thing." Feng Sheng's cold eyes have softened a lot. He didn't let her go until dawn last night. She was probably exhausted.

He did not wake up Luo Yangyang, carefully picked her down from the body, and then walked away from her bedroom.

Thanks to Luo Yangyang, there is no class in the morning, otherwise she will be absent from class again if she sleeps until 12 o'clock.

At lunch time, Luo Ying goes upstairs to ask Luo Yangyang to have a meal. He grabs the quilt and lies on the bed with only one cerebellar pouch melon.

She didn't have to look at it. She knew that the ambiguous trace on her body must be terrible. It must not be seen by her mother.

Another day passed, night fell in the study, canonization is still working in front of the desk.

After a few knocks on the door, the study door opened, Feng Sheng lifted his eyes to see feng Qiyue come in.

Fengsheng looked at the coffee cup in his father's hand strangely and said, "Dad, I know what you want to say. Don't try to persuade me. It's no use."

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