Chapter 709

Yaquan has raised his hand and is ready to knock.

But just as his bent fingers were about to knock on the door, he heard Luo Yangyang's scream from the office, and he suddenly made a move.

Luo Yangyang's exclamation came out through the office door. Hearing Yaquan's eyes flash slightly, he subconsciously raised his hand and pushed the spectacle frame on the bridge of his nose.

"The boss is abusing the dog again."

Yaquan's face was slightly red. After muttering, the hand ready to knock on the door was put down, and then turned and left the office.

For the sake of their own safety, but also for the boss not to give him small shoes, don't go in and disturb them.

Luo Yangyang, who was bitten in the office, didn't know there was a man standing outside the door.

"Are you a dog?"

As soon as Luo Yangyang's bitten little hand was lifted, he pinched the sanctified cheek, pinched his face and pulled it out, trying to get his little face out of his magic mouth.

"I said I was a wolf, not a dog."

Half of the pinched cheek was canonized by Luo Yangyang. He grabbed her little hand and let his face escape her ravage.

Then, the canonization put Luo Yangyang's hand on his lips and kissed him carefully.

This little thing is really merciless when she pinches her hand. Her cheeks will be torn from her skull.

"It's dogs that bite!"

The cerebellar bag melon in the center of Luoyang bumped into the head of the canonization, and the two heads collided with each other with a bang.

"Don't hit it. Your head hurts later."

Fengsheng was hit and his head tilted to the left to avoid the second impact of Luoyang.

He has a hard head and is not afraid of being hit. If she hurts herself, it's him she loves.

"Hum!"

After a proud snort, her cheek rubbed against the sanctified handsome face.

Give him back all the saliva he just bit on her face.

"Shall I take you back?"

Feng Sheng didn't mind that Luo Yangyang painted the wall on his face rudely. He raised his eyes and looked at the time on the computer. At this time, it was close to 11 p.m.

"Well... No!"

While Luo Yangyang shook his head, she, lying on the back of the canonization, straightened up slightly.

Then she took a small step around his side, and as soon as her right leg was lifted, she sat across the sanctified thigh.

Feng Shenggang saw Luo Yang's extremely white and tender thighs flash in front of her eyes, and her arms wrapped around his neck and hugged him tightly.

Every time he came out with the canonization, Luo Yangyang didn't want to go back to the ancient castle of the Godwin family.

There are too many rules and too many people in the castle. She doesn't know a few people. She always feels a little restrained and not too free.

Except when she was alone in the room, she was a little careful when she went out of the door and walked around the garden.

Compared with this, it is more free and safe to stay around the canonization. Her body and mind are relaxed and comfortable.

"Don't you want to go back?"

Feng Sheng put one hand around Luo Yang's waist and one hand around her back. With a slight force of his arms, he held her closer to him.

"No."

Luo Yangyang shook his head and buried his head on the sanctified shoulder.

Feng Sheng knows that this is Luoyang's increasing dependence on his performance.

He enjoys the feeling of being wholeheartedly and confidently relied on by his beloved woman.

"I don't want to go back, not at all."

I didn't hear the answer of canonization. It seemed that I was worried that canonization would rush to send her back to the castle. Luo Yangyang eagerly continued to shake his head.

The hairy cerebellar bag melon with long hair rubbed against the canonized neck, making his neck itchy.