Sir President, Your Stamina is Amazing!

'Eh, why is the door not opening?'

Luo Yangyang looked at the doorknob and tried again. It did not budge.

"Don't mess with me at a time like this. Open up!" Luo Yangyang was extremely nervous. Her hand was turning the doorknob aggressively.

In the suite, Feng Sheng's voice sounded in the room. Luo Yangyang was extremely anxious as she listened to his voice, she was afraid that he would come to get her.

After fiddling with the doorknob for a while, Luo Yangyang finally noticed that in order to get out of the presidential suite, she needed a fingerprint.

She tried all ten of her fingers, but none of them worked. She almost took off her shoes and tried with her toes out of frustration. 

After a minute of anxiety. Feng Sheng hung up the phone. At that time, Luo Yangyang was still struggling with the door.

"Come here." Feng Sheng turned to look at the door after tossing his phone onto the coffee table.

Was she trying to run away under his watchful eyes?

No way.

"..." Luo Yangyang glared at the door angrily, she did not respond.

Feng Sheng was patient as he looked at Luo Yangyang's aggrieved figure calmly.

After a long time, Luo Yangyang kicked the door with all her might. However, her foot then began to hurt as she had kicked it too hard. Her eyebrows knitted together in pain and she cursed Feng Sheng multiple times under her breath. 

'That bastard! What is he trying to do?'

Even though she was boiling with anger, the next second, she turned around and limped over to Feng Sheng.

Luo Yangyang walked over to the couch under Feng Sheng's calm and collected gaze. She did not dare to move forward.

Looking at his stoic face, she came to a decision in her head, or rather, an escape plan.

She forced herself to look him in the eye and said courageously, "You don't have to be responsible."

Even though some parts of her body still hurt, she only treated it like she had been bitten by a dog, and she would be fine in a few days. 

Feng Sheng's expression changed. He looked at Luo Yangyang who was pretending like she did not care. His gaze sharpened and turned even colder.

It is not known if it was Luo Yangyang's imagination, but after she had finished speaking, she felt chills go down her spine.

It was evident that the pressure she was facing was coming from Feng Sheng. She lowered her gaze as she did not dare to look at him.

"It's good that you feel this way." Feng Sheng chuckled coldly, he did not want to say much. He got up, retrieved his suit jacket, and then left.

When she noticed that Feng Sheng was about to leave, Luo Yangyang let out a sigh of relief.

However, Feng Sheng's gaze had never left Luo Yangyang, and he saw her sudden change in expression clearly.

So, he changed his mind about leaving and stopped in front of her.

"..." Confused, Luo Yangyang lifted her head to look at him. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw his face.

Luo Yangyang's grape-like eyes were on him, twinkling with prudence and agitation. 

Was she really that afraid of him?

Feng Sheng lifted his hand. Luo Yangyang did not know what was he trying to do, so she backed away instinctively.

No matter what, it was wise for her to stay away from this man.

Feng Sheng's face darkened.

She was hiding from him again.

WIth rage in his eyes, Feng Sheng pulled Luo Yangyang to him with one hand as the other grabbed the back of her head. 

In the blink of an eye, his lips were on hers.

She was so passionate the night before. That time, she was not afraid of him and was not trying to hide from him.

Did she want to leave after climbing into his bed?

She had to ask his permission first.

Feng Sheng's kiss was so sudden, that Luo Yangyang was stunned for a few seconds.

"Un…" When she felt pain on her lips, she started to struggle.

Feng Sheng's kiss was rough, and it was like he was chewing on her lips. She felt like he was peeling off the skin on her lips.