Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"what are you doing?"

The canonization was too sudden, and Luo Yangyang was picked up like a rabbit.

In order to avoid accidents, Luo Yangyang quickly grabbed his shoulders with both hands to stabilize his figure.

In the blink of an eye, she was straddled on his lap again by the canonization band.

After holding Luo Yangyang onto himself, the two big hands of the canonization changed to grasping her thighs, controlling her to prevent her from having a chance to escape.

"You said you don't want to marry?"

The sentence of canonization was almost squeezed out of the teeth one by one.

He also unfastened his seat belt, squinted cold eyes, and approached Luo Yangyang bit by bit.

"Me, I just talked casually."

Luo Yangyang only felt that the air pressure all over his body was a little colder, staring at him so dangerously.

She was shocked in her heart, shrugged her little shoulders while speaking, and stepped back little by little.

Her thigh was grasped by the canonization, and her lower body couldn't retreat, so she could only lean back little by little with her upper body.

"Talk about it casually? That's not allowed!"

Even if Luo Yangyang was forced to retreat little by little, the canonization did not intend to let her go.

Until Luo Yangyang's back rested on the steering wheel and could no longer retreat, his sturdy body naturally pressed on her.

"If you don't know it, you won't be allowed. Can I not say it later?"

As soon as the canonization took off, Luo Yangyang immediately lost his position and persuaded him.

Although she also felt that she was so spineless, but forget it, she still didn't compete with the canonization.

Originally, the sentence just now was not what she really thought, it was really just a casual talk.

"In order to make your memory longer, I decided to punish you a little bit!"

I heard the canonization with satisfactory answers in my ears, but Luo Yangyang still did not let go.

His **** lips were slightly thick and suitable, and he bit on Luo Yangyang's slightly exposed collarbone.

"what--"

The canonization bite is much harder than the bite on her face before.

And because there was no meat on the collarbone, it was just a skinny one, and Luo Yangyang, who was in pain, took a breath of cold air when he bit down.

Son of a bitch!

He can really bite so hard!

Auguste drove home in his silver and white sports car, and when he was about to reach the door of his house, he saw the canonized Rolls Royce Phantom parked on the side of the road.

He drove very fast, and when he passed the canonized car, he looked back subconsciously.

With the reflection of a little moonlight, he saw that there were actually two people in the driver's seat.

Although it was just a quick glance, Auguste also noticed it.

It was the canonization and Luo Yangyang, and Luo Yangyang was also placed on the steering wheel by the canonization.

August returned to the castle. After he reached the fifth floor of the stairs, he did not continue to the sixth floor.

He stood in the corridor on the fifth floor and smoked.

He smoked one by one, and a dozen cigarette butts had already been dropped under his feet.

Just when he was waiting impatiently to go upstairs, he heard footsteps coming downstairs.

He raised his wrist and took a look. It was good, it was already half past twelve.

Luo Yangyang, with sore legs, climbed up step by step with vain steps.

When she climbed to the corner of the fourth and a half floors, she suddenly saw August who was standing at the top of the fifth floor.

"Uncle, why are you standing here and not going back to the room?"

Luo Yangyang, who was walking a bit tired because of her weak feet, did not go upstairs after seeing August.