"If you think it's troublesome, then I'll think of a way to do it myself when I don't say it......" Seeing that Yemo didn't speak, Jian Anning hurriedly explained, but her voice sounded a little unfavorable.

"Don't be so afraid of me." Looking at Jian Anning's soft and weak appearance, like a frightened little white rabbit, Yemo also knew that she had scared her.

When he doesn't smile, he has a tense face, with an innate majesty, which is indeed a little scary, but he is a person who doesn't like to laugh, so many times, he looks like this, everyone is used to it, but Jian Anning can't get used to it.

Because during the time they were together, Yemo spoiled Jian Anning except for spoiling, only spoiling, and she never even said a word to her, and she never saw him with a cold face......

So now, she'd be scared to say it too.

"Wait a minute, I'll call my assistant and ask her to bring you clothes."

With that, he took out his phone.

The assistant answered Yemo's call almost in a second.

Yemo spoke directly, "Send a few sets of women's clothes to room 8808 of the Imperial Capital Hotel." ”

"Okay." The assistant responded wittily, "Mo Shao, is Miss Luo's size?" ”

There was no one who could ask Yemo to call him in person and ask him to send clothes except Luo Yan, so the assistant naturally thought that he was sending clothes to Luo Yan this time, and he just asked Yemo symbolically.

Hearing Luo Yan's words, Ye Mo's brows furrowed without leaving a trace.

He casually glanced at Jian Anning, who was standing in front of him.

She was about the same size as Luo Yan, so he didn't deny the assistant's words, but just urged a little impatiently: "Hurry up." ”

"Good. I see, Mo Shao! ”

After hanging up the phone, he smoked again.

Seeing Jian Anning standing in front of him with his hands folded on his chest, like a child who had done something wrong, Yemo was also helpless, and he softened his voice.

"If you don't want to sleep, then sit here, it just so happens that I have something to talk to you about."

Listening to this light and gentle tone, Jian Anning seemed to have a momentary illusion, as if she had returned to the time many years ago, the time when she was favored by him.

Inadvertently, her eye sockets were a little pantothenic and red.

She sat down beside him in silence.

"What's the plan?" Yemo asked her as he extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray, and then took another cigarette from the cigarette case.

Jian Anning didn't reply to him first, but just said, 'Smoke less'.

He hadn't stopped smoking since they got back to the hotel, and in a short time he had already smoked most of his pack.

Hearing this, Yemo's hand that was about to light a cigarette paused stiffly, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he still put the cigarette in his hand back into the cigarette case.

Seeing this, Jian Anning's tastured little face relaxed a little.

She thought about it for a while, and after careful consideration over and over again, she answered his question, "I don't know what to do, I'm ...... Very confused, I don't know what to do, but the night ......"

Jian Anning raised his eyes and looked at him with a hint of pleading: "Can you let me stay in City A?" It's where I grew up, I love it and I don't want to leave it again. ”

From Jian Anning's tone, Yemo heard her humility, her caution, this kind of Jian Anning is not what Yemo wants to see, he still hopes that she is the baby who is held in her hand and placed on the tip of her heart......

It's just a pity that that person shouldn't be him.