"Do you miss me?" Feng Sheng rubbed Luo Yang's small face with his fingers.
Their bodies were close together almost seamlessly, and the sharp rise in the temperature of their bodies made their ears red in the hot Luoyang.
Luo Yang bowed his head shyly and buried himself in the canonization neck. He was no longer willing to raise his head.
What a shame.
It's crazy to be at home in such a broad day.
"Do you want to?"
The canonization who did not get the answer became stubborn, and his mellow voice sounded low in Luoyang's ear.
"Yes." Luo Yangyang turned his head in shame and became a shrinking turtle with his small face down.
"How much do you want?"
Luo Yang's hairy head rubbed around his shoulder socket, and the familiar breath and body in his arms made the words of canonization mixed with laughter.
"Very much." Luo Yang's slender arm was wrapped around the holy neck.
Listening to Luo Yangyang's answer, there was a muffled sound in his ear. Feng Sheng had already faded his cold black eyes, and his spoiled smile was stronger.
Luoyang nestled in the program of canonization. After shrinking his head for a long time, he suddenly remembered something and immediately raised his head to look at the canonization:
"How are you doing in the imperial capital? Are you going to work in the Feng group?"
"I don't have to go to work. I'm unemployed now." Feng Sheng still had a light and cold smile on his lips, "I don't have a job. Will you dislike me?"
Luo Yangyang shook his head hurriedly, and the sweet smile at the corners of his mouth became sweeter: "I don't have to go to work. I just have time to accompany me."
Feng Sheng stroked the hand on Luo Yangyang's back and found that her skin was a little cold. As soon as he extended his long arm, he pulled the sheets scattered by the bed and covered Luo Yangyang.
The spring light of their room was covered under the quilt.
"If you don't work, who will be the CEO of Feng?"
Luo Yang lowered his head and put his pillow on the sanctified shoulder.
"Fengyi or fengheng."
Feng Sheng poked away Luo Yang's long hair and exposed her whole right cheek.
"Haven't you chosen either of them yet?"
Lying on the body of the canonization, Luo Yang extended his index finger and gently stroked his sexy chin cut by the canonization knife.
"It's almost the same. In the end, Feng Yi should be the president of Feng." Feng Sheng grabbed the little hand on his chin and kissed, "didn't you say something to tell me on the phone? What's the matter?"
As soon as the topic turned here, Luo Yang suddenly stood up with excitement.
"What's the matter? So excited?"
As soon as Luo Yangyang got up, Feng Sheng looked up along her little face. For a moment, the spring was infinitely good, and his cold eyes were dark.
Luo Yangyang was acutely aware of the change in the look of the canonization, and she immediately fell down again, clinging to the canonization body.
"When we went upstairs, did you see a foreigner on the sofa?"
Luo Yang gathered the sheets covered on his body. It's better to wrap them tightly.
In case of causing canonization and gun fire, it's not good.
"I see." Seeing that Luo Yangyang carefully pulled the quilt tightly and saw through her little thought of canonization at a glance, he couldn't help laughing.
His hands are still in the sheets. What's the use of dragging his shoulders again.
"The foreigner's Chinese name is Luo Ye. He has the same surname as me. The night of night." Luoyang Road.
"Yes." Canonization waiting for Luoyang to continue.
"Luo ye said that his name was given to him by his uncle. His uncle has been here for 20 years, in this ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River, and he also lives in our small hotel now." Luo Yang continued.
"And then?" Listen carefully to the canonization.