Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Hearing Feng Heng's voice, Luo Yangyang and Feng Sheng stopped at the same time and turned back together.

When Luo Yangyang turned around, the first thing he saw was not Feng Heng's face, but a photo he held in front of him.

The red lanterns reflected in the photo also showed some redness, and there were two people in the photo.

Both tall and short dressed in blue costumes, dark blue Chinese tunic suits and light blue cheongsam suits. The two behaved very intimately and hugged each other closely.

Suddenly seeing such a photo, Luo Yangyang's brain blew up and went blank.

But even if her brain was blank and stopped, her hands still subconsciously lifted up suddenly, and the whirlwind quickly took away the photos in Feng Heng's hands.

This is the photo of her and the canonization on the dance floor and accidentally bumped into a kiss!

Feng Heng didn't stop Luo Yangyang from snatching the photo, he originally wanted to give it to them.

When Fengsheng saw the photo, his cold eyes were also tight.

He wasn't worried about the exposure of the photos, he was just amazed by himself and Luo Yangyang in the photos.

The photos of kisses taken in front of everyone under the colorful and chaotic lights turned out so good, even more beautiful than their selfies.

"Is this a good photo?" Feng Heng looked at the canonization with a show off. "In the living room just now, I wanted to show it to the old man, but it would be dangerous for someone else's blood pressure to spike too high during the New Year. I will give it to you."

"Then I have to thank Brother Heng." Feng Sheng said indifferently with a blank expression.

Feng Heng was defeated again and again, and if he failed again, he would be completely defeated. He was worried that there would be no chance of turning over, so he pretended not to take the photos out.

"You're welcome, just treat you as a New Year gift from your brother." Feng Heng waved his hand boldly, which was so easy.

Before Feng Heng left, looking at Luo Yangyang who was tightly guarding the photo, he cynically smiled and said: "Feng Xiaomei, Happy New Year."

"..." Luo Yangyang glared at Feng Heng with no happiness at all, and didn't mean to wish him back at all.

The photos in her hand made her unable to meet Feng Heng with a smile.

On the dance floor, Feng Hengming was kicked back and forth again and again after being canonized. How could he have time to take pictures?

Moreover, he did not have some photographic items such as a camera or phone.

Could it be said that what happened on the dance floor was actually Feng Heng's conspiracy early on?

Luo Yangyang looked at Feng Heng and suddenly felt that she didn't know him. Of course, she had never known him.

"Don't pay attention to him." Feng Sheng led Luo Yangyang along the long corridor, ignoring the gaze from far and near.

"Feng Heng... did he know our relationship?" Luo Yangyang only felt that the photos in his hands were as hot as hot potatoes.

"It should be." Feng Sheng took Luo Yangyang's hand tightly.

Although this handle was caught by Feng Heng, the timing was not yet ripe. Feng Heng would not stab him with the knife, so he was not worried about this issue.

After Feng Yi came out of the meeting room, he looked heavy on his mind.

When Feng Yihan found him, seeing him sitting in a pavilion, looking at the silver and white snowfield, it seemed a little lost.

"Second brother!" Feng Yihan filled her delicate smile and trot to him happily, "Happy New Year!"

Suddenly hearing Feng Yihan's laughter, Feng Yirun's eyebrows trembled slightly, and as soon as his warm eyes rolled, he saw Feng Yihan's charming face with a full smile.

Feng Yi stared at her quietly without speaking.

His gaze made Feng Yihan's smile gradually stiff, and his heart became straightened: "Second, second brother, what's wrong with you?"