"Give me your phone." The man's slender and good-looking hands were spread out in front of her eyes.

Luo Yan tilted his head slightly, carefully examining the emotions on his face.

"You look a little nervous." The corners of Luo Yan's lips picked up a smile that seemed to be not a smile, and the hand holding the mobile phone unconsciously pushed harder.

"Give me your phone." He patiently repeated.

"I think it's a call from France." Luo Yan didn't know which tendon she answered wrong, so she hung up the phone in front of Yemo.

In fact, they knew in each other's hearts who was calling from this call.

The moment Luo Yan hung up the phone, the light in Ye Mo's eyes dimmed significantly.

His expression was as secretive as a depth, and his face was filled with a layer of ice-like coldness.

Luo Yan couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"I'll hang up, you don't have an opinion, right?" She secretly hid his phone under the pillow behind her.

Luo Yan knew that her actions were very naïve, but she really couldn't think of any way other than using this childish behavior to prevent him from going to Jian Anning.

Yemo stood stiffly in front of her, and after a while, the outstretched hand slowly withdrew.

It's just that the person on the other end of the phone doesn't seem to have any intention of giving up, and after being hung up by Luo Yan, the second and third ones came in again, as if they were in a hurry.

Ye Mo's originally cold face finally fluctuated at this moment.

"Show me your phone." His voice still sounded very peaceful, but the woman's mind was extremely sensitive, and Luo Yan still heard a trace of worry in his voice.

"What can it be? Isn't she just bored, she wants to make a phone call and flirt with you, she ......"

"Shut up!" Luo Yan's words completely angered Yemo.

"Her husband has violent tendencies, she was beaten and sent to the intensive care unit last time, maybe she will call me this time because she is also in danger, after all, she is your sister, can you have a little sympathy?"

Compassion?

Oh, Luo Yan smiled coldly: "I sympathize with her, so who will sympathize with me?" How many times have you been violent to me, and you don't know yourself! ”

Luo Yan's roar made Ye Mo slightly shocked, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and the emotion on his face was deep and dignified.

"What if you get beaten? Now is a society under the rule of law, she is in a country under the rule of law, she can go to court to sue, ask for a divorce, or call the police, his husband's behavior has constituted the crime of intentional wounding, in short, she has so many ways to solve it, why should she call you! ”

Yemo pressed his eyebrows, listening to the ringing of his mobile phone all the time, his head swelled and hurt.

"You give me the phone first, let me see what the hell is going on." His tone was rather helpless.

"No, no!" Luo Yan resolutely resisted.

If it was before, she wouldn't care how he hooked up with Jian Anning, but now, it was necessary for her to defend her rights.

"You should understand whose husband you really are!"

"Can you stop being so vexatious? I don't feel to her anymore, and now she is just ...... to me Just a friend. ”

"Less!"

“……”

Yemo was forced by Luo Yan to be helpless, if it was before, she wouldn't care about Luo Yan's feelings, he would do whatever he wanted, but now, he can't do those things she doesn't like so wantonly......