"Miss, what are you asking for?"

"Ask for what?"

Luo Yan sneered, feeling a little ridiculous, she said casually, "Let's ask for marriage." ”

Perhaps, until now, she is still delusional that one day, she can leave Yemo and find someone who really likes her.

However, this is really just wishful thinking.

The old woman glanced at the stick, and for an instant, her brows were a little deep.

"It's not suitable for mandarin ducks, flying around without a body, the hunter is injured and damaged, it is inevitable to see separation halfway, Miss, you are signing off!"

Luo Yan was mentally prepared for this so-called signing, she smiled and didn't care.

The old grandmother was still unsigning for her, and Luo Yan didn't have the heart to listen.

This so-called signing is just a psychological hint to people, Luo Yan doesn't believe this, even if it is really as this grandmother said in the future, she will have an unhappy marriage and an unhappy love, for her, it doesn't matter.

Because following Yemo now is her biggest misfortune, after experiencing this, what else will she have to be afraid of in the future?

Luo Yan waited for the old grandmother to finish talking, put her hand into the pocket of her clothes, and wanted to pay and leave, but after her hand fumbled in the pocket, she found that it was empty, and there was not even a coin.

With her hands in her coat pockets, she stood there for a long time.

This is the only way back to the hotel, as long as you wait here, you will definitely be able to wait until the night ink.

Luo Yan did wait for Yemo, but it was just over an hour later.

As soon as Yemo turned around, he bumped into Luo Yan standing there, as if waiting for a rabbit, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Luo Yan ignored her stunnedness, took out a hand from his pocket, and spread it out to him, "Money." ”

Yemo glanced around and saw her standing in front of the fortune teller, and suddenly felt that this picture was a little funny and funny.

What age do people still believe this?

Seeing her stubbornly stretching out her hand, Yemo sneered, took out her wallet, and took out a whole sheet from it and stretched it out to her.

Luo Yan rolled his eyes in disgust.

Usually Yemo spends a lot of money, but now he is afraid that she will run away alone for fear that she has extra money, so he manages the money on his body very strictly.

"It's like a housekeeper." Luo Yan muttered in small pieces, and reached out to hand the money to the old grandmother, "No need to look for it." ”

After speaking, he ignored the night ink and walked away without looking back.

Nightink took a long step and followed her in a few steps, and he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"It's because I've been so nice to you lately that you've kicked your nose in the face?" Yemo gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Since he arrived in Qingcheng this morning, this woman has not given him a good face.

"I'm so sorry, I'm not blessed with your goodness, you let me go!" Luo Yan glanced at him, "If you don't let go of me, I'll shout for help!" ”

Luo Yan is a public figure, even in a small landscape city like Qingcheng, the influence is not small.

Seeing that Yemo didn't react, Luo Yan ripped off his mask and planned to call for help.

But before she could open her mouth, her lips were tightly gagged.

The man drove straight in and invaded strongly.

Luo Yan gave up the idea of calling for help.

At this time, if others see her kissing a man on the street, within an hour, she will definitely be put on the Internet and become an explosive news.

[Luo Ye's plot is actually not very much, and tomorrow morning's chapter is expected to return to the dumping, please vote more, Mo Mo Da. 】