In fact, Feng Sheng didn't want to go. It was tempting for Luo Yangyang to stand there naked. Even if he didn't take a bath for her, he was worried that he would wipe the gun and go off.

Watching Feng Sheng walk out of the bathroom, Luo Yangyang's big eyes blinked several times and looked carefully. Feng Sheng didn't even look back. He really left.

As soon as the canonization left, Luo Yangyang relaxed, but at the thought of the words left when the canonization left, her little face turned red again, and even her ears turned red with shame.

"Son of a bitch! Do you think I want to be seen by you? I know that I can die if I don't threaten others?" Luo Yangyang was so angry that his cheeks puffed up and he slapped hard to open the shower.

The warm water splashed down, which made me feel more comfortable physically and mentally.

However, when Luo Yang looked down and saw the kiss marks on her body, the number of them was so dense that she stared at her eyes.

"Son of a bitch, son of a bitch! Canonization is an asshole! I have to have class. How can I go out and meet people?" After the shock, Luo Yang ran to the mirror while scolding.

When she saw that although there were many kiss marks on her body, her neck was white and there was no suspicious trace, her heart was put down.

"He's a little rational." Luo Yangyang felt the slight kiss mark on the clavicle and thought that wearing a small round collar sweater should be able to cover it.

Ten minutes later, canonized biloyang went downstairs first.

When he went down, his father Feng Qiyue was already sitting at the table and reading the newspaper.

"Dad." When he entered the restaurant, his cold face was the same as usual. A cold face was not warm because the other party was his father.

Feng Qiyue looked up from the newspaper. After seeing the canonization, he looked at the precious watch on his wrist. After reading the watch, he raised his eyes to see the canonization.

"Why is it so late today?" Feng Qiyue's warm eyes were a little surprised.

It's seven ten now. For more than twenty years, his eldest son has never gone downstairs more than seven in the morning. In other words, canonization has always been pinched and appeared downstairs on time at seven.

"I didn't sleep well last night." Thinking of the reason why he was late to go downstairs, Feng Sheng's eyebrows moved slightly, but he still sat down in Feng Qiyue's right hand with an expressionless face.

Feng Qiyue looked at the canonization with deep meaning. He didn't believe in the explanation of canonization at all.

The strong self-control of canonization often makes him feel inferior as a father, because it is impossible for him to be late if he doesn't sleep well.

However, in the calm attitude of canonization, Feng Qiyue didn't understand the reason for his perfunctory canonization for a while, so he followed him.

Feng Sheng opened his seat and sat down. Not long after, a man came out of the kitchen. He turned his eyes and saw that it was Luo Ying, so he nodded slightly and said, "good morning, aunt Luo."

"Good morning." When Luo Ying saw the canonization, her face was filled with a gentle and warm smile full of maternal love.

Although Feng Sheng never called her mother, it still couldn't stop her from paying a flood of maternal love to Feng Qiyue's children.

The children were so old that she and Feng Qiyue reorganized their family. It's normal that the children are not used to being reluctant to change their words. It seems that Yang Yang doesn't want to call Feng Qiyue her father. She understands, and Feng Qiyue understands.

"Yang Yang, why haven't you come down yet." Luo Ying just wanted to sit down. Only then did she find that her daughter had not appeared and asked the family to wait for her younger generation. The little girl was getting older and younger.

As soon as Luo Yangyang came to the door of the restaurant, he heard her mother talking about her and hurriedly stepped in: "Mom."

"Yang Yang, come here and wait for you alone." Luo Ying smiled gently and greeted Luo Yangyang to her side.

Luo Yangyang stood at the end of the long table and didn't hurry to walk over, but looked along the other two lines of sight.

"Good morning, uncle." Luo Yangyang first looked at the gentle Feng Qiyue and nodded politely to say hello. Then he looked numbly and stared at her canonization. "Good morning, brother."