When Yemo drove the car to Luo Yan's apartment, Luo Yan had already fallen asleep completely.

Yemo opened the door of the back seat, and when he saw Luo Yan's embarrassed appearance, he was so disgusted that he raised two fingers and poked her body.

Luo Yan shook his hand impatiently, "Get out, don't bother me......"

"You're having a convulsion again, aren't you?"

Night ink is half dead, this woman, whether sober or not, her dislike for him is always the same.

He kicked on the car door, intending to leave her in the car and leave her to fend for herself, but before he moved his steps, Luo Yan followed out of the car.

"It hurts......" She curled up on the ground, without any image at all, she subconsciously raised her hand and touched her nose, but found that she felt a red sticky.

This is good, it's going to break the phase!

Luo Yan staggered, struggled to get up from the ground, and saw that he was about to fall to the ground after taking two steps, Yemo finally couldn't stand it anymore, walked up to her in three steps, hugged her body, and spun her, hanging her upside down on her shoulders, this posture ......

"You put me down, vomit ......"

Because his body was upside down, the uncomfortable feeling in Luo Yan's stomach rushed up again.

"You'd better swallow it back for me, if you spit on me again, Lao Tzu won't spare you at night!" Yemo raised her hand and slapped her PP heavily, threatening viciously.

Yemo's bastard was too heavy, Luo Yan's tears of pain were about to fall out, she whimpered, and then endured the nausea in her stomach.

She closed her eyes, and slowly, the person quieted down.

The cold night wind blew and slapped on her face, Luo Yan sucked her frozen red nose, feeling very uncomfortable.

When half-drunk and half-awake, people are the most likely to be sentimental, just like Luo Yan at this time.

She thought that it would be nice if it was not Yemo who was carrying her home now, but a man who really loved her, spoiled her, and would protect her for the rest of her life.

It's just that there is still someone who will love her and spoil her?

Just like Yemo said, she has been played badly by him, who will love one and spoil a woman who has been played badly?

She laughed self-deprecatingly, thinking she was whimsical.

Yemo carried Luo Yan to the elevator without saying a word, and was just about to press the elevator, but found a red sign on the right side of the elevator, which read: 'Under maintenance'.

"Come down and go by yourself!"

Yemo stood at the top of the stairs and ordered Luo Yan who was lying on his shoulder with some impatience.

Walking on your own?

Was he joking?

She lives on the twenty-sixth floor, she's crazy to go by herself!

Luo Yan continued to pretend to be dead, ignoring Yemo's words.

So--Luo Yan wrapped himself around Yemo's back with peace of mind, and let him climb twenty-six flights of stairs on his back.

Back in the apartment, Yemo threw Luo Yan directly on the sofa, while he took off his clothes and walked towards the bathroom.

He was now covered in the smell of sweat and the smell of Luo Yan's vomit.

Yemo swore that this was the first time in his life that he had made himself so embarrassed, but what he didn't know was that because of Luo Yan, he would have more embarrassing days in the future......

There was a thud of a 'bang'.

Hearing that the bathroom door was closed, Luo Yan opened his eyes openly.

She had to admire this man's physical strength, and climbed more than twenty floors on her back, and he still had the strength to take a bath?