Luo Yangyang turned around with a 'snort', and when she saw the consecration leaning against the door, she immediately exploded: "Consecrate!" Are you crazy? ”

During a meal, Feng Qiyue looked at her so much, and the look of deep doubt was about to scare her to death.

"You're not crazy, are you? Isn't that okay with me? As he spoke, he went back to the room.

In Luo Yangyang's angry glare, he picked her up.

Lifting her up again to eye level with him, the canonized eyes were hot enough to burn: "I'm only crazy when I'm in bed." ”

"You ......" Looking at such an affectionate canonization, Luo Yangyang's anger suddenly had no outlet to vent.

He, he......

When Luo Yangyang's head was still mushy, he saw that he wanted to kiss him.

She raised her little hand and hurriedly put it on his fiery lips to stop him.

In the disgruntled cold eyes of the saint, Luo Yangyang's somewhat weak eyes flashed slightly, and said, "Did Uncle say anything to you?" ”

Feng Sheng first pecked Luo Yangyang's finger on his lips, and then said, "Take your hand away." ”

After the fingertips were kissed, even if she didn't say take it away, Luo Yangyang would take it away, she quickly retracted her hand.

"He asked me if we had a good relationship." Canonization is truthful.

"And how did you answer?" Luo Yangyang's heart was suddenly raised.

"Guess." Seeing Luo Yangyang's nervous little eyes, Feng Sheng suddenly had the idea of teasing her.

Luo Yangyang's eyes widened as soon as he pursed his mouth.

Canonization is a bastard!

Guess the hell, guess!

"Kiss me, and I'll tell you." The saint's grim eyebrows were raised.

"You're a bastard!" Luo Yangyang gritted his teeth and said angrily.

After the anger was over, in order to know the answer as soon as possible, she casually put her little hand on the thick shoulder of the saint, and gently held his face.

Just as his face was held by his soft little hand, the dark pupils of the canonization shrank slightly.

His ears were astonishing, and he heard the faint sound of footsteps outside the hallway.

He was familiar with the footsteps of his family, and he could tell who was outside the corridor as fast as he could.

If it was Feng Qiyue, he would definitely let go of Luo Yangyang immediately, and it would be impossible for her to kiss her at this time.

But at this time, he looked at Luo Yangyang, who was about to kiss him with his big eyes closed and his pink mouth, and he had no intention of stopping it.