Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

"Are you worried that Carl will still arrest me and threaten Lancelot to marry Alexander's sister?"

The two hadn't seen each other for several days, Luo Yangyang tilted his body, and his little head was resting on the canonized shoulder.

While Feng Sheng turned his head slightly, his gaze moved down and fell on Luo Yangyang's white and pink face.

As soon as he lowered his head, his cool lips pressed against his smooth forehead.

Luo Yangyang, who was suddenly kissed on his forehead, had a soft touch on her forehead, causing her big eyes to bend slightly, and the corners of her mouth also raised a sweet curve.

This is great. Although the two can't be together every day, she can see him when she wants to see the canonization, which is also good.

After the canonization, the powerful arm like an iron arm passed through Luo Yangyang's knee socket.

With the other hand around her waist, she picked her up and placed it on her thigh.

While Luo Yangyang was being picked up, he subconsciously reached out his arm around the canonized neck.

Feng Sheng likes to pick her up suddenly, she is used to it, and she is immune to shock.

"Baby, rest assured, I won't let others hurt you."

The Feng Sheng pressed Luo Yangyang's small head on his neck, and gently rubbed the back of her head with his palm.

The canonization was associated with Ye Shayan from Carl's topic.

Thinking of the injuries Ye Shayan had done to her, he only felt that Ye Shayan would let her go after such a small lesson, which was a bit too cheap for her.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Luo Yangyang thought that the canonization was worrying that Karl and Alexander would continue to arrest her without giving up.

Her little head rubbed against the canonized neck, soft hair scratching when the canonized neck was itchy.

She tilted her head slightly and kissed the canonized neck with one bite.

Although she can't compete with the powerful Alexander and Carl.

But she will be more careful in the future and won't fall into their trap so easily.

Feng Sheng's neck was irritated by the kiss, and Luo Yangyang's words to comfort him in turn made him chuckle in a good and funny way.

She should be the one who needs comfort, right?

"By the way, Saint Bastard." Luo Yangyang, who was holding the canonization tightly, suddenly pushed him away. "When I came out, I ran into my grandfather in the corridor. He asked me what major I studied, as if he wanted me Go to school in the British Isles."

"Then what do you think? If you want to go to school in the British Isles, or go back to the emperor to go to school."

Feng Sheng grabbed Luo Yangyang's small hands and played with them gently.

"I haven't figured it out yet."

Luo Yangyang gently shook his head, and the long pony tail swayed from side to side behind him.

To be precise, she has never thought about this issue.

She would have promised Lancelot to come to the British Isles, purely with the mentality of coming to play.

She really didn't think about the issue of staying here.

"Then you can think about it, don't worry, the summer vacation will not end for a while."

The canonization looked at Luo Yangyang's skin as white as jade and ten slender fingers.

"What do you think? Do you want me to go to school here, or go to school in the capital?"

Luo Yangyang looked at the canonization who lowered her head and kissed her fingers, and she did not withdraw her hand, letting him play with it.

"Does this need to be asked? Of course I want you to stay in school in the British Isles so that you can stay with me."

When Feng Sheng’s cold eyes lifted, the expression in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes was completely like ‘what you said is nonsense! ’