Hearing Luo Yangyang say that he liked it, he was naturally happy in his heart.

He took Luo Yangyang's hand and entered the small western-style building.

After the two pushed open the door and entered, they saw the dark house at a glance, and Luo Yangyang just wanted to find out where the switch was.

Canonized'Bang! After closing the door and locking it, he took Luo Yangyang's hand, grabbed her little shoulders instead, and pushed her to the door panel.

When his back slammed into the door, the back of Luo Yangyang's head also slammed.

"Hmm......" Although it didn't hurt very much, the action of canonization was too sudden, Luo Yangyang snorted, "What ......are you doing?"

In the dark sight, Luo Yangyang could only vaguely see the outline of a vague figure of the canon.

I wanted to ask him what she wanted to do, but she only said two words with one mouth, and the fiery lips and tongue of the canonization attacked violently.

In the strange house with a dark vision, because the view was blocked, Luo Yangyang's sense of security also decreased a lot.

After the canonized kiss came up, she subconsciously hugged him back.

In an unfamiliar environment, being with the canonization is the most secure for her.

In the dark environment, Luo Yangyang seemed to have even sharpened his facial features, and he felt that the kiss that was canonized tonight was a little hotter than usual.

"Hmm......"

Feng Sheng kissed him strongly without saying a word, and Luo Yangyang was trying to respond to him, but it still seemed that he couldn't resist his bravery.

At the beginning, Luo Yangyang thought that the canonization was to take her to visit this small western-style building.

She didn't know that the lights hadn't been turned on yet, and before she had time to visit, she had already visited the bed first.

And until the end of the day, she didn't have a chance to see what the inside of this small western-style building looked like.

On the way to send Luo Yangyang back to the ancient castle, the canonization inadvertently turned his head, and found that Luo Yangyang pouted and looked depressed.

"What are you thinking about this little head?"

Feng Sheng drove with one hand, stretched out his arm and reached into the passenger seat, gently stroking Luo Yangyang's little head.

Luo Yangyang's long black hair like a waterfall was wantonly scattered.

Her thin little body seemed to be wrapped in a sitting position in her long hair.

She rolled her eyes, and she looked at the saint Dao angrily: