Luo Yan never wanted to use scandals to hype, nor did he want to be attracted by some messy things to cover up his brilliance as an actor.

She frowned dishappily, pinched Yemo's waist, and her tone slowed down, a little deliberately flattering, "What do you want to do back to the room?" ”

If Luo Yan is willing to give in, Yemo will be able to speak.

He calmed his face, snorted coldly, and directly lifted her half and dragged her back to the hotel room.

Luo Yan knew that when Yemo realized that he was too good to her, he would always find ways to torture her.

Otherwise, he felt uncomfortable.

In fact, Yemo himself can't stand his kindness to Luo Yan, but sometimes his emotions will be inadvertently deviated.

As soon as he entered the hotel, Yemo slammed the door and threw Luo Yan on the bed.

Luo Yan understood what he was going to do.

This is the way he is used to punishing her, and it is also the way that Luo Yan fears and hates the most, and there is no one.

"I, I'm a little uncomfortable." Although she knew that he couldn't care about her feelings, Luo Yan really hated him for treating herself like that, so she was still struggling with the last shreds.

Sure enough, when Yemo heard her words, she didn't even raise her eyelids, but just took off her clothes slowly.

A well-proportioned and sturdy body, perfectly proportioned, lean and powerful.

Luo Yan lowered his head, and his heart kept brewing.

She said to herself, "My period seems to be a week or two late, and it used to be quite normal. ”

She paused, realizing that Nightink hadn't listened to her, but had moved closer to her.

Luo Yan sat on the bed, looking straight at her, and could only see the heat wrapped under the man's black boxers, forcing her with his head held high.

It has been several years since she maintained this 'only do but not love' relationship with Yemo, Luo Yan knew that it was absolutely impossible for her to have Yemo's children, and for so many years, there had never been any accidents, but this time, she was really a little worried.

She originally wanted to go to the hospital for a check-up, but she was busy with work some time ago, so she forgot about it, and now that she thinks about it, she also feels a little afraid.

After all, abortion or something, in Luo Yan's heart, always felt like a pimple.

Luo Yan irritably pinned his gaze to the side and spoke sullenly.

"I seem to have forgotten to take the birth control pill last time, and now my period has been delayed for so long, you say, am I pregnant?"

Pregnant?

Yemo snorted softly and stared at her face for a while.

Luo Yan was a little empty by him, raised his head, glared back, and didn't know what psychology he was talking to him: "I must be pregnant." ”

After speaking, she pretended to be calm.

Yemo is angry now, and he will definitely not show mercy to her in bed, Luo Yan has no way out, so he will think of this excuse that seems to be true and not true, and seems to be false and not false, to test his attitude.

"I know you definitely won't have children, but I was busy some time ago, and I didn't have time to go to the hospital, but don't worry, I'll go there as soon as I go back from Qingcheng, but now, can you take it easy and don't do it?"

"You don't."

"What?"

"You're not pregnant." He said it more definitely than she did.

Luo Yan cut off, "How do you know I'm not pregnant?" ”

This kind of thing, what's the matter, women have more say than men, right?

"Because of me, it's ligated." Yemo glanced at her calmly, ignoring Luo Yan's look as if he had seen a ghost.