Chapter 22

When the canonization kissed down again, Luo Yangyang wanted to struggle reflexively. His kiss was too strong and overbearing, as if to tear her down and eat her into her stomach, which brought her personal fear.

If she didn't struggle, she suspected that she would be canonized and eaten alive.

What made Luo Yangyang helpless was that she had just struggled for a few seconds, her hands were tightly bound by the canonization, and her legs were pressed by him.

His unilateral forcible plunder has just begun, and her resistance has been declared null and void.

Finally, in the joy of the storm, Luo Yang, who was still young, finally fainted.

The night is very deep, as deep as ink, just like the infinite passion of the end of time in the bedroom.

The morning light penetrated through the open French window. When the first ray of morning sun shone into the bedroom, Luoyang, who was tired in the middle of the night, opened his eyes early.

At first glance, she saw bronze skin.

The brain just woke up was still in a semi sleep state. It blinked several times and opened its eyes.

The bronzed skin she saw was a man's collarbone. She slowly raised her eyes and looked up. What came into her eyes was a sexy Adam's apple and a knife cut perfect chin.

Finally, she was not surprised to see the solemn face of canonization sleeping.

Seeing his face, Luo Yangyang suddenly became sensitive all over. She could feel his powerful arm resting on her waist and her legs sandwiched between his legs.

Importantly, she could clearly feel that they were wearing nothing.

Although Feng Sheng was still sleeping, Luo Yangyang's embarrassed little face turned red. He just wanted to drill out of his arms with light hands and feet. He turned his eyes and saw Feng Sheng looking at her straight with cold eyes.

Luo Yangyang's small body suddenly froze, and her brain seemed to crash under the direct vision of canonization. She didn't know what she thought. She opened her mouth and looked at him and said, "Hi, good morning."

As soon as the words were spoken, Luo Yangyang's brain immediately returned to normal. She was so annoyed that she immediately closed her eyes and hung down her small head. At this time, she almost wanted to sew a thread to her mouth.

Why would she say good morning to him!

You're out of your mind!

Originally thought that the cold nature of canonization would not return to her, Luo Yang, who was annoyed, suddenly heard a stuffy hum from his head: "HMM."

Luo Yang's eyebrows jumped and he looked up with a swish, but he saw that Feng Sheng still closed his mouth and still looked at him without expression. His look didn't change at all.

Was Meng Heng her illusion just now?

The two held each other and looked at each other. A few seconds later, Luo Yangyang couldn't stand it. He lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at him again. He gently pushed him with his small hand and whispered, "I'm going to get up."

The canonization didn't let go. Luo Yangyang couldn't get rid of it. When she raised her eyes again, the canonization said, "I woke up very early."

Did he open his eyes earlier than he did last night?

"Hehe, it's OK." Luo Yangyang didn't know what Feng Sheng meant by asking this, and didn't dare not answer him. He had to pull a fake smile from the corners of his mouth and perfunctory.

"Tired or not?" Although he held Luo Yangyang in his arms, there was still no expression on the holy face.

"Not tired." Luo Yangyang subconsciously shook his head, but when he saw the change in the look of canonization, he immediately felt the danger, nodded fiercely and changed his mouth, "tired! Tired to death!"