During the days when Luo Yan's leg was injured, she lived in Dijing Villa. Follow? Dream?. lā

For a month, they shared the same bed, and although they did nothing, his heart was filled with a sense of truth and peace of mind that he had never felt before.

And now, she left him and went to the crew to film, but it was only a day or two, and he already had reluctance in his heart?

It's not an illusion.

This feeling was very real, penetrating deep into his bone marrow, invading every corner of his body, and intensifying.

A word suddenly came to him.

Thoughts become sick.

It seems that he is sick and has lovesickness.

Thinking of the way the woman disturbed her sleep just now because she answered a phone call from him, and she scolded on the phone, Yemo couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips self-deprecatingly.

Now he's treating her like a baby, but what about her......

In her heart, I'm afraid he is not even as good as grass mustard.

Yemo felt that he was really cheap, and it had always been a woman who had pasted him upside down, but now he had the cheekiness to stick a woman he was once unwilling to give even a straight eye?..

Is this retribution?

Ying Guo reincarnated, how bad he was to Luo Yan in the past, and now how ruthless Luo Yan will be to take revenge on him.

Despite this, he had to endure it willingly.

He puffed out his cigarette, then went to the cloakroom, changed his clothes, and went downstairs.

He walked down the hall and instructed the maid on duty, who had not yet slept, "Now go to the kitchen and make me some supper." ”

"Oh...... Okay, I got it. ”

"You don't have to do it to my taste, you have to do it to my wife's taste."

Wife?

Luo Yan?

The maid nodded, and quickly complied.

Although Luo Yan has only been in the night villa for a month, all her preferences and maids have already figured it out.

Forty minutes later, the maid came out with a bag of supper.

A serving of fried chicken, a portion of grilled oysters, and a can of beer.

These are all things that Luo Yan likes to eat.

Yemo took the can of beer out of the bag and placed it on the coffee table before lifting the bag and leaving.

At two o'clock in the morning, Yemo drove to the hotel where Luo Yan was.

He made a phone call to Luo Yan, called five or six, and rang dozens of times before she picked up the phone impatiently.

Before she could curse, Yemo's voice preempted her.

"I came to you with some supper, which room are you in."

Luo Yanmeng circled for a while, and after a while, he reacted in surprise.

"I'm in 0588!"

She woke up once in the middle of the night, she happened to be hungry, and the crew's boxed lunch made her not eat well, but she didn't expect that Yemo would come to her with a supper?

She hung up the phone, and within five minutes, she heard the sound of the doorbell ringing, and she reflexively lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and ran towards the door with a pair of slippers.

"Where's the supper?" As soon as Luo Yan opened the door, she asked with great interest, her sleepiness was awake, but after she woke up, she only had supper in her eyes, as for the night ink......

Yemo calmly calmed his handsome face, walked into the room, and put the supper he was carrying on the coffee table.

Luo Yan hurriedly went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then sat down cross-legged on the sofa and feasted.

Luo Yan ate very happily, Yemo was completely left to the side by her, a thin layer of cold chill passed through his eyes, and after Luo Yan came into contact with the man's sight, he realized that something was wrong.

She pursed the corners of her lips and said in a casual tone, "Thank you." ”

"Just talk about it?" The way he looked at her was instantly a little more playful.