The three words 'boyfriend' completely angered Yemo.

As soon as he shook his hand, he smashed Luo Yan's mobile phone against the opposite wall.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and the screen shattered in response.

Luo Yan's eyes were red, "You're sick, why are you smashing my phone?" ”

Luo Yan hurriedly picked up her phone and looked at it, this is good, she can't turn on the phone, there are a lot of important things in her mobile phone, and now they are all destroyed by him!

Luo Yan raised his head suddenly, and just wanted to scold a few words, but he was suddenly pulled up from the ground by Yemo and thrown directly onto the bed.

He took off his clothes in three clicks.

Of course, Luo Yan understood what he wanted to do, but he didn't expect that at this time, he still had the heart to do this kind of thing with her?

Didn't he just come back from the gentle country of Jian Anning? How can you treat a 'shrew' like her?

The corners of Luo Yan's lips brought out a touch of ridicule, and he said coldly: "Yemo, I'm not interested in you now." ”

"Not interested in me right now? When did you ever take an interest in me? Well? Yemo raised an eyebrow.

"I, I had no interest in you from start to finish!" Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Luo Yan hurriedly remedied.

It's just late, and Yemo has already listened to her words.

Suddenly, he felt less annoyed.

Luo Yan's words clearly told him that she had been interested in him, but it was only because he went to find Jian Anning, so she was jealous now and deliberately said such things to anger him.

She said that she didn't care about him, but in her heart she still cared.

Realizing this, the corners of Yemo's lips quietly rose, and the movements of his hands were not so rough.

He teased her with his fingertips as if playfully......

He was so familiar with every sensitive point on her body, and after a few casual clicks, Luo Yan felt shameful.

She subconsciously clamped her legs.

"Who makes you more comfortable than him? Well? The man's voice was cold and seductive.

Luo Yan was stunned.

"You, what do you mean?"

Yemo listened to her rhetorical question, sneered, and said clearly: "Me and Fu Chengyan, who makes you more comfortable?" ”

So he really thinks she slept with Fu Chengyan?

Luo Yan smiled, raised his hand to hook his tie, and pulled it down slightly, making him closer to himself lying on the bed.

Her tone was quite provocative: "Do you need to talk about this? What qualifications do you have to compare with other Fu Gongzi? Fu Gongzi can serve people, how can he be like you, take off his pants and do it, just care about himself! ”

As soon as Yemo had a temper, but before he could vent it, he heard Luo Yan ask leisurely: "Then me and Jian Anning, who makes you comfortable?" ”

Luo Yan didn't know if his brain was in water, and he would actually ask such a brainless question like Yemo.

As soon as the words came out, she regretted it, but the words she said were like spilled hands, and she couldn't take them back.

Yemo's face was tense, her brows were slightly frowned, and her dark and deep eyes were staring at her, as if they wanted to peek out something from her face.

His perfect brow softened in the warm, crystalline light.

Luo Yan raised his head and waited quietly for his answer.

"You."

After a while, Luo Yan heard the answer from his mouth.

Just his answer-

Luo Yan couldn't believe his ears.

How could he admit so frankly that she would make him more comfortable in bed than Jian Anning?