Yemo didn't bother to be angry with her, he felt that being angry with her was a very tiring thing. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

So despite the untold anger in him at the moment, ...... He endured.

Before, he never knew that he could have such a good temper.

If he had known, he and Luo Yan might not have come this far.

Just when Luo Yan said that sarcastic words about Yemo because of his quick speech, he was worried about himself, but he never thought that Yemo got up directly from the sofa and passed her without saying a word.

After a long time, Luo Yan slowly turned his head and glanced at the door behind him.

It was as empty as her heart.

In the middle of the night, Luo Yan received a call from Song Tiantian.

She said that Yemo called Tang Jingyun to the bar in the middle of the night to get drunk, and asked Yemo if she had received any stimulation from her.

When Luo Yan heard this, he was a little confused.

That bastard, is it completely deadly? The wound didn't even show signs of healing, and he ran to the bar?

Although he was worried, Luo Yan still had a cold tone on his lips.

"What kind of excitement can it be? I agreed with him to divorce on the 12th of next month, I guess he should be celebrating our divorce in a bar now, right? ”

“……”

Song Tiantian's mind was a little dull, and he didn't quite understand the meaning of Luo Yan's words.

"Okay, how can you say that divorce is divorce?"

"Okay?" Luo Yan smiled self-deprecatingly: "Tilt, you misunderstood, how could he and I be good." ”

Listening to Luo Yan's tone, Song Tiantian realized the seriousness of this matter.

This time, Luo Yan and Yemo were determined to separate, and they were definitely not just talking.

"Luo Yan ......"

"Tilt, don't comfort me with anything, because I'm not sad, I feel relieved and relaxed now." Luo Yan knew that she was deceiving herself by saying this, but no matter what, she felt that divorce and severing the relationship was the best solution to the relationship between her and Yemo.

Luo Yan hung up the phone, and Song Tiantian stared at the dark mobile phone screen for a long time.

She was also worried, lying on the bed tossing and turning, but she couldn't sleep.

There was a misty light in the sky, and at the door, there was a sound, and Song Tiantian subconsciously sat up from the bed and looked over.

A strong smell of alcohol rushed to the tip of her nose.

"Tang Jingyun!" Song Tiantian lifted the quilt, and before he even had time to put on his shoes, he jumped out of bed and ran in the direction of the door.

"I'm fine." Seeing the woman's anxious and nervous appearance, Tang Jingyun spoke indifferently.

"How much alcohol did you drink?"

Tang Jingyun has a good amount of alcohol, he is an extremely measured person, and it stands to reason that such a thing as drunkenness does not exist in him, but at this moment, his steps are a little vain, and when he looks at it, he knows that he has drunk too much.

Despite the fact that he drank too much, his consciousness was awake except for physical weakness.

He raised his hand to unbutton a few shirts and tossed them aside, before he planned to go to the bathroom to take a shower......

Song Tiantian hurriedly supported him, "I'll help you." ”

Help?

There was an ambiguous smile on the man's lips, his fingertips slightly caressed the woman's white and tender face, and his voice was low and sexy, "No need, I'm afraid I'll want to do something else later." ”

Song Tian listened and understood the meaning of his words, she looked away, and didn't say anything more.

Half an hour later, he came out of the bathroom wearing a white bathrobe.