Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Chapter 242

"I'm not afraid of you." Luo Yang's hand around the neck of the canonization was even tighter.

If the relationship between them is really exposed, how can she not be afraid.

As long as she thought of her mother's look shocked by the incident, she was ashamed.

But.

She was not so afraid at the thought that the canonization would stand beside her even if it was difficult and bitter.

"Yes." Feng Sheng also hugged the little thing in his arms, patted her little head and comforted her carefully, "there's nothing to be afraid of. Everything has me."

Those ups and downs, let him block it, he won't let her get any harm.

Let her not hear those vulgar and vicious words.

She just needs to be in his arms and accompany him with peace of mind.

After sitting in their arms for a while, Feng Sheng stood up.

Luo Yangyang looked at the tall and straight figure he came to one side and suddenly said, "did I tell you that you are particularly handsome in Zhongshan clothes?"

"No." Feng Sheng turned back and looked at her coldly, "it's not too late to say now."

"Too narcissistic, be careful to be struck by thunder." Seeing the narcissistic arrogance of canonization, Luo Yang smiled angrily.

God also favors canonization. He is so handsome that he can make money. There is no harm without comparison.

"Who told you it was narcissism? I call it confidence." Looking at Luo Yang's sweet smiling face, Feng Sheng also smiled slightly.

"Overconfidence is not narcissism." Luo Yang continued.

Feng Sheng wanted to make a phone call and took out his mobile phone. Luo Yangyang looked at the jingle Cat Blue fat man he had pasted on his mobile phone, which was a burst of sweat.

When canonization is at work or in a meeting, someone will call him.

In front of so many business elites and in front of a large group of old men, how can he take out his mobile phone to answer the phone?

Don't he feel ashamed of his childish cartoon pattern and his identity as president of Feng?

After Feng Sheng finished talking on the phone, Luo Yang, who was holding a pillow on the sofa, said, "holy bastard, do you want to consider tearing off the blue fat man?"

Every time she saw him take out his mobile phone, she felt that she couldn't bear to look directly at him.

I really don't know what I thought at the beginning. It's estimated that I was out of my mind before I impulsively posted the blue fat man on his mobile phone.

"No consideration." Feng Sheng walked towards Luoyang with his mobile phone.

This is the first gift that the little thing gave him. How can it be torn off? He's not even willing to change his cell phone.

"But it's really ugly." Luo Yang's mouth was curled.

I knew it was better to buy a grey wolf than the blue fat man. At least in terms of image, grey wolf is a little like him.

"Ugliness is also your aesthetic problem." Feng shenglue glanced at Luo Yang discontentedly.

She bought it herself and sent it herself. How can it be so funny and ugly?

Luo Yangyang just wanted to say that the blue fat man was cute, but it was ugly on him. Before he said anything, the pillow in his arms was canonized and taken away.

Then the canon sat down beside him, picked her up, and she sat in his arms again.

"What are you doing?" Luo Yangyang only hated that she was too light. She could be picked up as soon as she was canonized.

If she weighs 200 kilograms, how can she hold the canonization.

"We haven't taken a picture together yet." Fengsheng's hands circled Luoyang from behind, and then turned on the camera function of the mobile phone.

He only remembered this problem when he was taking a family photo tonight. He and little things should take a double photo.

"A group photo is OK, but don't hold together?" Luo Yang was suddenly worried.

If the group photo is too close, if it is seen by others, it will be in vain.