Chapter 1299

"Why?"

Luo Yangyang was about to answer the key and immediately gave a meal.

This is a call from Hua Yifei. Why can't she answer it.

"You haven't made his film now. What can he call you about?"

Feng Sheng said and took away his mobile phone from Luo Yangyang's hand. Then he decisively pressed the refuse to listen button.

Hua Yifei is a director. He really has some talent in making movies.

Yang Yang's "fate of immortals" was really good.

But it was his wrong decision to let Yangyang make a film. In the future, he was determined not to let her make another film.

So it's best for Hua Yifei to cut off contact with her.

"He won't call me if he's okay. If he calls me, it means something. Why are you hanging up?"

When Luo Yangyang saw that Feng Sheng had hung up the phone, he was a little excited and reached out to grab his mobile phone back.

She knew that canonization liked to be jealous like a muggy gourd, but his jealousy was unreasonable.

She has nothing to do with Hua Yifei. It's not good to hang up someone else's phone like this.

"It's definitely not a good thing to ask you for something. You don't have to answer it."

Feng Sheng directly put Luo Yangyang's mobile phone into his suit pocket and grabbed Luo Yangyang's hand.

"You are so unreasonable! This is my phone, so I have the right to decide whether to answer it or not!"

Luo Yang, whose hands were firmly grasped, was furious with his eyes.

It doesn't matter who she eats. It doesn't matter who she makes friends with.

"Are you trying to rebel?"

Feng Sheng grabbed Luo Yangyang's hand, stretched it to her thin waist, and put her on her thigh with a strong lift.

Luo Yangyang's legs were almost subconsciously separated and sat on the sanctified legs.

"What's wrong with the rebellion? You're not too overbearing and unreasonable!"

Luo Yangyang slightly clenched his left and right hands and stretched out an index finger. Like this, he poked the sanctified chest one after another.

His muscles are so hard that his fingers poke like a stone.

Poking and poking, Luo Yangyang's mind was attracted by his chest muscles.

Feng Sheng looked at the last second and angrily questioned him. The next second, he curiously played with the Luo Yang of his chest muscles, with a helpless face and spoiled eyes.

Isn't this little thing still angry?

"Holy bastard, I haven't seen you exercise much at ordinary times. How did you practice this muscle?"

Luo Yang was addicted, poking his muscles and looking up at the canonization.

"Why don't I exercise? I exercise every day."

The hand of canonization on Luoyang's waist began to touch restlessly.

"You go to work when you get up in the morning and go home after work. How can you have time to exercise? Does your company have a fitness room? I don't know."

Luo Yangyang thought carefully and felt that there were many loopholes in the words of canonization.

When she doesn't have class, she will work with the company. When he enters the office, he is busy with his work. He hasn't seen him go anywhere to exercise.

"Who says you have to go to the gym?"

The restless hand of canonization crept into Luoyang's clothes quietly.

When Luo Yangyang wanted to ask him where he went to exercise, Feng Sheng sprayed a burning breath in her ear and said softly:

"Are you satisfied when I exercise in bed?"

Just like the sudden appearance of amazing lightning in the clear sky, Luoyang was hit by thunder, his brain exploded, and his small face turned red into cooked shrimp.

"Don't touch it."

Luo Yang's eyes flickered several times, his waist twisted, and grabbed the big hand of the canonization.