Chapter 12

Eh, why can't the door be opened?

Luo Yang lowered his eyes and looked at the door handle. He didn't believe in evil and twisted it again. The door didn't move.

"Don't drop the chain when it's critical. Open the door!" Luo Yangyang was anxious, and his small hand roughly twisted the door handle.

In the suite, Feng Sheng's voice on the phone sounded cold, and Luo Yangyang was even more anxious. He was deeply afraid that he would suddenly come and catch her.

After beating the drum for a while, Luo Yangyang found that this luxurious presidential suite still needs fingerprints to go out.

She tried all her ten fingers, and sure enough, she didn't respond at all. She was so angry that she almost took off her shoes and stepped on them with her toes.

After a anxious minute.

Feng Sheng hung up the phone. Luo Yangyang was still fighting at the door.

"Come here." He threw his mobile phone on the tea table and Feng Sheng turned his eyes to the door.

Want to run under his nose?

no way.

"..." Luo Yang stared at the door angrily and didn't reply.

Canonization is not urgent. She looks at her wronged and helpless back.

For a long time, Luo Yangyang kicked the door fiercely. Because she was too hard, her feet hurt. The pain made her show her teeth and frown. She scolded the canonization countless times in her heart.

He's a son of a bitch! What the hell do you want?

Even though he was so angry in his heart, the next second, Luo Yangyang still shrugged his eyebrows and silently turned around, limping slightly to the canonization.

In the cold eyes without waves of canonization, Luo Yangyang didn't dare to get close to the sofa.

Looking at his cold and stern face, Luo Yangyang had made some decisions, or retreat.

She forced herself to face the cold eye of canonization and summoned up her courage: "I don't need you to be responsible."

Although there was still pain somewhere, she was treated as bitten by a dog and recovered in a few days.

When he looked at Luo Yang, who pretended to be indifferent, his eyes deepened a lot and became colder.

I don't know if it was Luo Yangyang's illusion. At the moment of her words, her back spine was inexplicably cold.

Needless to say, the sense of oppression definitely came from canonization. As soon as her eyes dropped, she didn't dare to look at him again.

"It's best for you to think so." Feng Sheng sneered. He didn't seem to want to say anything. He got up, picked up his coat and left.

Seeing that the canonization was about to go, Luo Yang was secretly relieved.

Feng Sheng didn't look away from Luo Yang's face intentionally or unintentionally. Her suddenly changed look, although very subtle, was still looked into his eyes.

So he suddenly changed his mind and stopped in front of her.

"..." Luo Yang looked up at him, puzzled, and his heart lifted up again.

As soon as Luo Yang's blinking big eyes looked up, those bright big eyes like black grapes flickered with cautious loss and tension.

Is she really so afraid of him?

Feng Sheng raised his hand. Luo Yangyang didn't know what he wanted to do, but he took a step back subconsciously.

Anyway, it's always right to stay away from this dangerous man.

The canonization was cold and his face sank.

She's avoiding him again.

Avoid him again and again.

With the flame suddenly rising from the bottom of her eyes, Feng Sheng's long arm stretched out and pulled Luo Yang back, and the other big hand covered the back of her head.

Kiss, attack with lightning speed.

Last night, when she was enthusiastic, she was not so afraid of him and avoided him.

Climb up his bed and want to pat his ass and leave?

Then you have to ask him whether he agrees or not.

The holy kiss came so suddenly that Luo Yangyang was foolish for a few seconds.

"HMM..." she struggled immediately when her lips hurt.

The holy kiss was so rough that it was almost biting and almost tore her lips.