Both of them were stunned.

Then his eyes invariably turned to the mobile phone on the desktop.

It's the same as 'last time'.

About the same time, about the same - it was also a foreign phone call after they were wrapped in cotton and affection.

Luo Yan laughed sarcastically, she wrapped the quilt around her body, turned over, and turned her back to Yemo.

Last night, she asked him if Jian Anning called him, would he leave?

He didn't answer her, but gave himself a leeway.

He wasn't sure if Jian Anning would call him at all, but if he did, he would leave.

Luo Yan understands this.

Her eyes were closed, her curled eyelashes fluttering slightly.

The phone kept vibrating, and the buzzing sound made her very upset.

"Don't you hear with your ears?" Luo Yan reminded him sullenly.

Usually, as long as there is a little wind and grass from Jian Anning, he looks like a soldier.

This time, how can you be so calm?

Yemo's face was tense, he was forbearing, he was restrained......

Last time, Jian Anning called him and asked him to leave Luo Yan desperately.

He wanted to go to France to find her, but Jane Anning poured cold water on him again.

She told him not to go to her.

She said she would only call him when she was drunk and her brain was going crazy.

Men's self-esteem has never been so frustrated.

At this moment, he stared at the mobile phone that had been vibrating on the desktop, and for the first time, he hesitated in the face of Jian Anning's call.

He was actually scared.

I was afraid that she would tell him again and again that the reason why she called him was not because she missed him or missed him, but because she ...... Some messy reasons.

Yemo's hesitation, looking at Luo Yan's eyes, it was indescribably weird.

Since he can't make a decision, let her help him.

She didn't say anything, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, she walked to the desk indifferently, and before Yemo could react, she picked up the mobile phone on the desk, slid down the answer button, and pressed the hands-free ......

Yemo's brows furrowed instantly, and he glared at her fiercely, Luo Yan pretended to turn a blind eye.

"Night, it's my ......"

There was a little caution in Jian Anning's soft and weak voice.

Yemo stood there stiffly, indifferent.

Luo Yan didn't know what he thought.

She chuckled, looked at the other end of the phone, and asked, "If you have anything, just tell me, and I'll help you tell him." ”

"Luo, Luo Yan ......"

Even though Jian Anning had never dealt with Luo Yan for so many years, she still heard Luo Yan's voice in one ear.

She was shocked and panicked: "Night phone, what, how can it be here with you?!" ”

Luo Yan glanced at Yemo, and said unhurriedly: "If others are here, the mobile phone is naturally with me." ”

"You're together?"

"That's right." Luo Yan paused, a meaningful hint; "Last night, we were together."

When Luo Yan said this, she was actually very afraid, she was afraid that Yemo would kill her after she hung up the phone.

There was no sound over there.

With Jian Anning's character, Luo Yan can think of her current appearance with her eyes closed, perhaps, now, she is hiding in the corner, secretly shedding tears.

"If you really miss him, come back, his heart, his body, keep it for you all the time, as long as you want, it's yours." Luo Yan said casually.