Chapter 527: It hurts
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Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!
- Feng Yang
- 667 characters
- 2021-03-04 10:03:22
Ma Feng hadn't retired in the opposite hostel room. Thinking of the boss and Luo Yangyang living here, he thought for a while and said: "Open."
The boss didn't let him go back to the imperial capital, so he didn't need to go back temporarily.
Since you want to stay, it is more convenient to live in the same hostel.
After Ma Feng finished speaking, he couldn't help but whisper in his heart.
This hostel is so small and the room is so narrow, is it a habit for them to live in a boss?
He still feels that it is more comfortable to live in a big hotel.
The second floor.
As soon as Luo Yangyang entered the room, he said to the canonization with a little excitement: "Look, this is the room I lived in for more than half a month. It is small and delicate, not bad, right?"
When Feng Sheng closed the door and unlocked it, he looked around this small room of only about ten square meters. The simple and elegant decoration looked very good.
However, the gaze of Fengsheng frowned when he saw the small single bed.
"Why is this bed so small? Is it one meter?"
Feng Sheng looked at the bed and was thinking about it. He probably had no place when he lay down. How should the two of them sleep?
"What is a meter? This is a 1.5 meter bed."
Luo Yangyang just walked to the bed, and she suddenly lay down as she said, "Look, it's much longer and wider than me."
Luo Yangyang lay down on a whim, wanting to prove to the canonization that this bed is really not small.
however.
When Feng Sheng saw Luo Yangyang lying on the bed so actively, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and his long legs moved closer to the direction of the bed.
Since the little thing is lying on the bed so actively, why is he embarrassed to ignore her.
Seeing Feng Sheng approaching her, Luo Yangyang didn't think much, but stood up and walked toward the window:
"As soon as you open the window in this room, you can still see the small river outside, and the water is clear."
When Luo Yangyang reached the end of the bed, the canonization just happened to come over.
As soon as he stretched out his long arms, he accurately hugged Luo Yangyang's slender little snake waist.
As the waist was hugged and the canonization forcefully led him, Luo Yangyang moved in his direction from the waist.
When the upper body was taken to move towards the canonization, she staggered under her feet and posted it up.
The forehead and nose slammed into the canonized chest.
"It hurts." Luo Yangyang clutched her little nose, and her little head suddenly lifted, staring at the canonized saint full of resentment, "You can't lighten it? My nose hurts."
If you want to hug, she didn't want him to hug, so what did she do with such force.
Feng Sheng's right hand seemed to be placed lightly on Luo Yangyang's back waist, but his arm was pressed harder to hold her closer to him, so that her whole body was attached to him.
"I'll rub it for you." Feng Sheng raised his left hand, took off her little hand that was covering her nose, and gently pinched her little nose.
"Are you hitting a stick and then giving a candy?" Luo Yangyang looked at the tender canonization, and while sweet in his heart, there was a little resentment.
At the time of the canonization, the hug was too strong, and his chest muscles were so hard, she almost suspected that her nose had been broken.
"I'm not willing to hit you, I just hit myself, but I'm not willing to hit you."
Feng Sheng pinched Luo Yangyang's small nose and turned to caress her small face.
He often dreamed of her during the little half month of being separated from her.
The most dreamed thing was that when Ma Feng sent her back to Feng's old house in the underground garage that day, she sat in the car and smiled sweetly at him.