"Hey, that's my last beer, you ......"

Yemo gave her a cold look, with a look of what can you do with me.

It's so shameless!

Luo Yan was indignant.

He threw himself at the man sitting on the couch.

Damn, it's provoking * fire again!

"Go get dressed!" With a cold face, he pushed away the woman who was glued to him.

Looking at his serious gentleman's appearance, Luo Yan secretly despised him in his heart.

She took a towel around her body and sat down beside him.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa and played with her mobile phone, muttering to herself: "I originally booked a suite in the Scarlet Hotel, how do I know that you will be finished in the bathtub at home, and now it's too late to retreat, it's a waste, how difficult it is to book a suite in the Scarlet Hotel, there is a right and expensive, you don't know." “

Listening to the woman complaining to him solemnly, the expression on Yemo's face changed unpredictably, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said coldly: "There is a knife on the head of the color word, you are a woman, can you take it easy?" ”

I actually booked a room in a love hotel like Scarlet?

Luo Yan was angry.

Is he accusing her?

If he hadn't liked the tone of the Scarlet Hotel, she would have been able to go?

Although he was not convinced, Luo Yan was still calm on his face.

"Okay, don't beg me next time."

“……”

The clock ticked by, and in the blink of an eye, it was late at night, close to twelve o'clock......

Luo Yan sat on the sofa, looking up at the clock hanging on the wall, and lost his mind little by little.

With only five minutes left before twelve, Luo Yan finally made a move, she stood up and walked to the table with the cake, she hesitated for a moment, but still opened the cake box.

The blue and white Doraemon cake is cute and exquisite, but - very unsuitable for the temperament of night ink.

But Luo Yan can't care so much.

She lit the candle placed on the cake.

Then she carefully held the cake and walked to Yemo.

"Happy birthday." Her tone has a deliberately suppressed calmness, and a simple happy birthday sentence is quite sensational in Luo Yan's opinion.

Yemo lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at the woman standing in front of him.

He naturally realized that something was wrong with Luo Yan, after all, after being with her for so many years, he knew very well what kind of woman she was.

Only when she wants to fight for his interests will she talk to him in a flattering and sensational tone, which Yemo has already seen.

Seeing that Yemo was indifferent, Luo Yan was very depressed.

Is this man made of wood?

She has retreated and forbearance to such an extent, hasn't he even moved a little bit of compassion?

Luo Yan put the hand holding the cake in front of his eyes a little more.

"Make a wish and blow out the candles."

Wish? Blowing out candles?

"Take it away." His tone was awkward.

A big man doesn't disdain to do such hypocritical things.

In Yemo's view, making a wish and blowing out candles is hypocrisy.

Seeing this, Luo Yan didn't get much annoyed, she chuckled meaninglessly, and said, "Since you don't want such a good opportunity, then give me this opportunity." ”

Give it to her?

Before Yemo could react, he saw Luo Yan bowing his head slightly and closing his eyes,

Only curly lashes fluttered slightly.

It took a full minute for Luo Yan to open his eyes.

She exhaled into the candle on the cake, and the red-blue flame flickered gently before it went out.