He hugged her from behind.

"Hey, Yemo, what are you doing?" Luo Yan instantly turned into a state of vigilance, for fear that he would go crazy with alcohol, and if he went crazy, she would definitely be finished.

"I don't do anything, I just want to ...... Hug you. ”

The man's tender voice seemed to melt into water.

Luo Yan's body, which was still struggling slightly, froze instantly.

She was completely shocked.

She couldn't help but wonder, is this Yemo? Is this what he is talking to himself?

She steadied herself and swallowed hard.

"That Night Ink...... I, I'm Luo Yan, not Jian Anning. ”

She thought he was drunk and hallucinating.

"I know." The man's voice was low and deep, echoing in her ears.

"Since you know that I am not Jian Anning, then do you know what the actions you are making now mean in the end?" Luo Yan tried his best to suppress his voice that was almost trembling,

"You talk so much, just hug you, what are you Rory doing? Well? Even though his words sounded impatient, his hand movements were still gentle, and he just held her cautiously, as if he were holding a rare treasure.

Luo Yan felt that this was a dream, and it must be a dream.

She actually felt the feeling of being pitied from Yemo.

She bit her lip so hard that she didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that she would wake up from the dream as soon as she gasped.

Later, I don't know who couldn't restrain it first, anyway, the two kissed, and then, of course, rolled onto the bed......

After the incident, he did not fall asleep, but hugged her body and hugged her affectionately.

Luo Yan leaned quietly on his sturdy chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and fell into a trance.

"Do you like that?" He asked.

Such?

"Which one?"

Luo Yan didn't understand.

"I don't yell at you, I don't scold you, I serve you well in bed."

“……”

What kind of devil is this guy afraid of?

Saying this gave her goosebumps.

Luo Yan coughed lightly, trying to hide his embarrassment and discomfort.

"Hey, Yemo, can you talk to me normally, you are like this, it will make me think that you have a split personality."

Night ink is speechless.

What is a normal point?

She had to let him yell at her and scold her for she to feel normal.

She couldn't have been caught up with Stockholm Syndrome, right?

Thinking of this, Yemo was still a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He softened his voice, "I'm normal now, Luo Yan, let's get along." ”

Luo Yan, let's get along......

What he said, every sentence was more ferocious than the last, and Luo Yan couldn't resist it at all.

She opened her lips hard, but she couldn't make a sound.

But he continued; "You're right, there are things that I like no matter how much I don't belong to me, and some things that I am nostalgic for and are destined to give up."

So, is he- going to give up on Jane Anning?

The expression on Luo Yan's face could no longer be described as shock.

Her lips twitched, "Yemo, today is not April Fool's Day. ”

He had just finished talking to Jian Anning on the phone for so long not long ago, and when he heard her crying, he was busy nervous and comforting, Luo Yan knew that he still cared about her, but it was only one night, but he told her that he wanted to give up Jian Anning?

Luo Yan's repeated doubts made Yemo completely impatient.

He didn't say anything more, just hugged her body tighter, trying to prove something.