Chapter 322: It's me who loves me


As soon as the hem was lifted up by the canonization, Luo Yangyang hurriedly hugged his waist with both hands, firmly guarding it: "Don't take it off."
This was on a helicopter, and Yuyou was still outside.
If she was stripped naked in this small bathroom, she would have no face to see people in the future.
"Your clothes are all wet, and you will catch a cold if you don't take it off." Fengsheng didn't force her to undress, but he grabbed Luo Yangyang's little shoulder and pushed her back and opened the faucet.
A head of warm water poured down without warning, causing Luo Yangyang to shake his eyes and blinking several times.
Squinting and looking up, Luo Yangyang looked at the shower with warm water above his head, and looked at the canonization very resentfully: "Why is your helicopter so luxurious? You even have a water heater."
"Luxury is good, just to serve you." Feng Sheng returned casually, gently flicking Luo Yangyang's hair on his face.
The white shirt on Fengsheng's body was also wet, and his short hair was also wet. Looking at the gentle eyes that he looked straight down, Luo Yangyang's heartstrings were plucked, and the turbulence was no longer calm.
"There are still people out there, don't you look at me with this kind of eyes?" Luo Yangyang looked at the canonization with half grievance and half complaint.
She is still more accustomed to the high-cold expression of the canonized cold eyes, as soon as he looked at her with such tender eyes, she couldn't help but think.
"This kind of look is that kind of look?" Feng Sheng's eyes were slightly bent, and the smile in his eyes became thicker.
In the small space, in the increasingly ambiguous atmosphere, Feng Sheng gently raised his foot and approached Luo Yangyang.
Luo Yangyang looked at his seductive and cold face, and after swallowing hard, he stepped back unconsciously.
"You, you are playing a gangster!" Luo Yangyang was a little upset, the canonization must be deliberate.
As soon as he became gentle, she was helpless.
She didn't want to be like this either, but she didn't know what was going on. The canonization could slap her into the cloud and mist every time.
"I haven't done anything yet, so I'm playing a rogue?" Feng Shengxie smiled, his eyes locked on Luo Yangyang deeply, and he raised his hand to unbutton the shirt, "I will let you see now. What is a hooligan!"
"Look at what place this is first, don't mess around!" Luo Yangyang hurriedly pushed against the canonized chest with his hands protecting the clothes.
If this was at home, she wouldn't mind tumbling with him, but the current location was obviously inappropriate.
The soundproofing in the helicopter is not as good as the soundproofing equipment at home. She doesn't want Yuyou to hear any shameful live broadcast.
"It's up to you, it's up to you." Seeing that Luo Yangyang was not protecting her clothes, Feng Sheng immediately grabbed her clothes and pulled them up quickly.
"Hey..." Luo Yangyang just discovered something was wrong, before he had time to struggle, the short-sleeved shirt was easily taken off by the canonization.
"You can't wear wet clothes, in case you catch a cold, I feel so distressed." Luo Yangyang glared up, presumably when he was about to scold him, the canonization held her back, and bowed her head to grab her pink lips.
When his lips were heavily pressed, and a warm palm was hit on his back, Luo Yangyang's eyes opened wide: "Um..."
The canonization unbuttoned the underwear on her back.
The soundproofing equipment in the helicopter is estimated to be really limited. Youyou can't sit still sitting alone on the sofa.
Especially when no sound came out from the bathroom, her face turned redder instead.
Silence is better than sound, nothing can be heard, but it is even more uncomfortable.
"It turns out that eavesdropping in the corner is such an uncomfortable thing, it makes people sit on pins and needles." Youyou stared at the bathroom in front of her, muttering to herself, and suddenly stood up.
Chun Yu Cheng concentrated on driving the helicopter back to the city, when he heard movement behind him, he turned his head subconsciously.
He turned his head to look straight ahead and saw a pair of snow-white peaks with undulating peaks.
Although the other party was wearing clothes, the thin white compassionate shirt didn't work at all. Instead, it outlined the black underwear, adding a bit of fatal temptation.
In the middle of the night, Chunyucheng's blood surged, and his nosebleeds almost squirted out, staring at the eyes of Youyou's chest, even more straight.
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