"Don't do that." Luo Yangyang's small eyebrows were almost wrinkled into a Sichuan character. There was a little anger in his eyes when he looked at the canonization.

Do you know the consequences of canonization!

"It's okay." Feng Sheng rubbed her thigh and gently comforted her, "good boy, there's me."

Luo Yangyang wanted to open Feng Sheng's hand and leave the conference room, but she could really feel how strong the big hand around her waist was.

Fengsheng had a heart to do this. Her strength was not as strong as him. She couldn't push him away. A struggle would attract more exploratory eyes.

Seeing Luo Yangyang's small wrinkled face, after he settled down, Feng Sheng's cold eyes lifted, frightening all the senior executives to quickly take back their sight.

One by one, they looked down at the documents as if they didn't see anything and didn't know anything.

"Continue." Feng Sheng looked at the manager who was still reporting and said coldly.

"Yes, yes." The manager stared at the document in his hand, which was a brain crash. It took him several seconds to calm down.

Not long after, the male voice of rigorous reporting sounded again in the conference room.

She was the only woman in the whole conference room. Luo Yang didn't dare to look up at people at all. She didn't have the courage to face those exploratory eyes.

As soon as her head tilted, her forehead was on the canonization shoulder, and her small head hung low. She didn't know what she was thinking.

I'm bored to death. I'm so embarrassed to sit in the arms of canonization. At this moment, Luoyang just wants to find an underground hole to drill in.

When she was very upset, Luo Yangyang saw the holy mobile phone in her suit pocket. Without much thought, she reached out and took it out.

Feng Sheng lowered his head, looked at the bright lock screen interface, and whispered: "the date of our first meeting."

Luo Yangyang was racking her brains to guess the code of canonization. Suddenly she heard his whisper. She couldn't look up at him.

Cold dark eyes and pure eyes just looked at each other. Luo Yangyang seemed to dare not look at him, and immediately lowered his head again.

"Asshole." Luo Yang muttered softly and skillfully pressed a few numbers.

The day they first met was the day of her mother's wedding. She didn't remember it too deeply.

This is the first time Luo Yangyang has played with the sanctified mobile phone. After unlocking it, she found that the sanctified mobile phone is as serious as others.

In addition to several working software, there is only wechat, a social software, not even microblog, let alone game software.

The extremely boring Luoyang directly downloaded a landowner from the Internet.

When the landlord fight was turned on, the sound effect of the automatic play sounded impressively in the conference room. The volume was not low at all, which made the deputy general manager who was expressing his personal opinions suddenly stop talking.

In an instant, the high-level eyes once again looked at the canonization, or the Luoyang in his arms like a shrinking turtle.

At the moment when the game sound effect sounded, Luoyang secretly said something bad and hurriedly set to turn off the sound effect.

Although she turned her back to the crowd and couldn't see others' eyes, she could feel countless knives shooting at her back.

Feng Sheng's big hand on Luo Yang's slender waist was also a meal. When he looked down, his voice just stopped.

The whole conference room was silent. Luo Yangyang's hand holding the mobile phone was tight and tight. She didn't dare to look up at the canonization. She only whispered with annoyance: "I didn't mean it."