The petite woman was completely enveloped by the man's tall body, and it was completely unrecognizable to her.

But Luo Fan was familiar with Yemo's figure, and he could recognize Yemo by looking at Yemo's back.

"Brother Yemo, what are you doing here?" Luo Fan curiously approached in their direction.

"Xiaofan, don't, don't come here!"

She is so bad and embarrassed now, and the appearance of being Ling Ru by this bastard must not be seen by Luo Fan!

Every cell in Luo Yan's body felt shame, and she screamed and shouted out her words, with a hint of crying in her voice.

Luo Fan was stunned.

He knew that his sister had been wronged, and he wanted to go up and take a look, but after receiving Yemo's fierce warning eyes, he didn't dare to approach.

He had no choice but to walk back, and hurried back upstairs.

Seeing Luo Fan leaving, Yemo lowered his head and looked at the little woman in his arms.

Yemo felt a wetness in his chest.

She...... Crying?

He didn't know when Luo Yan started crying again.

In the past, no matter how much he bullied her, no matter how wronged and painful she was, she just gritted her teeth and didn't say a word, but today he was just doing foreplay, and she was made to cry?

He felt very uncomfortable, and jerked back the hand under her skirt.

"What are you crying about?" His tone was cold and awkward.

"It's so funny, you're bullying me, I can't cry yet?" Luo Yan's eyes were red, he glanced up at him, and subconsciously choked back.

Taking advantage of Yemo's defenselessness, she pushed him away with all her might.

Just moved his steps, and Luo Yan's footsteps stopped stiffly.

She was wearing a simple plain long dress, but at this moment, the skirt of the long skirt had been torn by him, and she could only barely cover her hips and ......

This damn pervert!

With her disheveled appearance now, how will she go to see Luo Changming and Luo Fan later?

Luo Yan clenched her palms angrily, she turned around suddenly, raised her hand, and threw it the man's handsome face, which was like a knife.

There was a crisp sound of 'pop', and Yemo was blinded by Luo Yan's slap.

"Shameless!"

Luo Yan didn't feel relieved enough after this slap, so he raised his foot to kick again, but this time, Yemo didn't give Luo Yan any chance.

He threw his arms around the woman's waist and pressed her against the cold wall again, his long legs squeezing between the woman's legs, immobilizing her.

"Dare to hit me?"

"It's you!"

How can a slap be enough? Luo Yan really wants to smoke him all night!

"Are you tired?" Yemo's eyes were too ferocious, giving Luo Yan the illusion that he would be torn apart with his eyes at any time.

Probably, he has never been beaten by a woman, which is why he is so angry.

Luo Yan sneered, "Yes, I don't want to live anymore." ”

“……”

Nightink remained silent.

After a long while, I heard the woman's voice talking to herself: "But I don't dare to die." ”

This time, Yemo was completely blocked by her and had nothing to say.

He felt that it would be useless to lose his temper with her or be violent to her at this time.

He snorted coldly, his face was stinky, and in order to be less angry, he still let go of her.

He turned around and left, but Luo Yan stopped him behind him.

"Take your shirt off to me!"

Yemo threw her a 'beautiful look you wanted'.

Luo Yan shrugged his shoulders: "Could it be that you want me to appear in front of my father and brother in disheveled clothes?" ”