Chapter 230

Luo Yangyang only felt his ears hot and his little face turned red.

"I want to change myself in the bathroom." Luo Yangyang held his cheongsam hands on his chest.

Her eyes flashed slightly, and she was deeply afraid that the arm wrapped around her waist suddenly looked up.

"No." Canonization held Luo Yangyang's small body in his arms.

His lips and nose gently rubbed her fragrant long hair and kissed her hair.

Luo Yangyang couldn't earn enough, so he had to turn around in the arms of canonization and face him.

"This is an ancient house." Luo Yang looked at the canonization calmly.

It's not a closed villa for their small family.

Everyone in the Feng family has come back. If something happens at this time, they can go straight away.

"I know." Calm and calm black eyes, fixed to look directly at Luoyang, "but once the door is closed, no one dares to disturb here."

No one dares to break into his room without knocking.

"No, I'm afraid." Luo Yangyang shook his head, thinking of some possibility, his eyes were a little flustered.

Nothing can happen at such an important family dinner.

Even if there is a situation, it must not appear in her and canonization.

"Look at me." Feng Sheng held Luo Yang's gently shaking head, slightly bent over and stared at her.

He seemed to look into the depths of her soul from Luo Yangyang's big eyes. His cold eyes seemed to have the attraction of a black hole.

Luo Yangyang looked at him and felt that his soul should be sucked into his vast starlike cold eyes.

"Yang Yang, do you believe me?" Canonization's magnetic voice, low and deep, is very pleasant to hear.

"Yes." Luo Yang nodded almost subconsciously and immediately added, "letter."

She believed him.

Although she didn't know where the power of trust came from.

After that kidnapping, she was no longer afraid of canonization. From him, she even found a sense of reassurance.

"Then leave everything to me. I won't let you have anything." The canonization with a positive answer softened the eyebrows and corners of the eyes.

The depths of those cold eyes are full of intoxicating infatuation and tenderness.

Luo Yang's eyes looked deeply at the canonization.

She watched quietly. When she saw that the canonization was serious, she suddenly put her hand around his neck and hugged him up.

"Canonization, don't be too kind to me. I can't live without you." Luo Yang leaned against the shoulder of the canonization, which seemed to be able to bear all the responsibilities, and whispered a little choked.

"Do you want to leave me?" Feng Sheng frowned, lifted the hair between Luo Yang's ears and bit her white and tender earlobe.

"Well..." Luo Yangyang was bitten and whispered, and then held it tighter, "I don't want to."

She found herself in his arms.

She doesn't think this is a good sign. If she has never had it, there is no so-called loss.

But once you have it, it hurts to lose it.

His broad chest gave her a sense of security that had never been seen before.

On the other hand, while he reassured her, the things they were together aroused the panic in her heart.

She was afraid that when she woke up one day, she and canonization would have to be separated.

Before, she tried to leave him, but now she doesn't want to leave.

"I said, leave everything to me. Don't think about anything." The holy kiss fell on Luoyang's face again and again.

The delicate kiss scalded and comforted every inch of the skin on her young face, affectionate and nostalgic.

Luo Yangyang was taken care of carefully, and the canonization kissed her attractive pink lips.

Luo Yangyang, who was brought into the emotional vortex, gently responded to him.

However, when her lips and tongue were hot, she suddenly noticed the big hand of the canonization unscrupulously undressing her, and she quickly grasped it: "don't..."