"What are you crying about?!"

Yemo's voice was tense and anxious.

In Luo Yan's impression, she seemed to have never heard him speak in such a tone.

She wondered who the person on the other end of the line would be.

Soon, however, she learned the answer—not a surprise at all.

"An Ning, what's wrong with you? Tell me! ”

Scold.

It turned out that he was talking to Jian Anning on the phone?

Luo Yan suddenly felt that she was afraid that he would be cold, so her act of giving him clothes was really self-inflicted to the extreme!

She threw the dress down the couch, then turned around without hesitation and walked out of the room.

Hearing the movement of the door being closed, Yemo, who was originally on the phone, was also stunned.

He subconsciously looked behind him, saw the coat that had been thrown on the sofa, and saw the closed door.

So, she heard all the content of his phone call just now?

Yemo frowned deeply and fell into deep thought.

"Night ......" a weak voice came from the other end of the phone, pulling Ye Mo's thoughts back again.

"I'm here."

"I know, I shouldn't have called you, but, ......"

She sobbed softly, like a fish in her throat.

"Nothing, tell me, what's wrong with you? I'll help you out. ”

"Listening to your voice, I suddenly feel a lot more stable......" Jian Anning smiled, smiling a little helplessly; Night, thank you, I'm fine, it's just ...... Suddenly want to hear your voice, you know? No matter when I think of you, my heart is warm. ”

In the dimly lit room, only the mobile phone screen shone a little light.

Jian Anning squatted in the dark corner, sobbing and crying, tears all over her face, but her originally delicate and small face was bruised at the moment, and the corners of her eyes and lips were swollen......

But even if the body hurts no matter how much it hurts, how can it be as much as one ten-thousandth of the heart?

She had intended to spend the rest of her life in this dark abyss, but night, why did you show up, why did you run to France to find her?

“Fuck，you！”

Suddenly, on the phone, there was an extremely rough and fierce male voice!

"Night, I, I'll hang up the phone first!"

After Jian Anning hurriedly finished speaking, he cut off the phone, and when Yemo called again, there was no answer.

A bad feeling welled up in his heart.

He dropped his phone and immediately returned to his room, intending to change his clothes.

But when he opened the door, the scene inside made him irritable.

The room was filled with the pungent smell of cigarettes, and Luo Yan was sitting on the head of the bed with his black shirt covered, smoking a cigarette.

Behind the smoke, the woman's charming face loomed, and the corners of her lips were hooked with a vague smile......

"What are you doing!" Nightmo walked over, snatched the cigarette from her hand, and extinguished it in the ashtray.

What does it look like for a woman to smoke every day?

Luo Yan laughed and said: "Why are you so angry?" Didn't Miss Jane call you? Still angry? ”

"You are less yin and yang, take off your clothes."

Luo Yan looked at the wall clock on the wall, but it was only past five o'clock in the morning.

She glanced out the window again.

The morning of five o'clock in winter was still dim and gloomy, with only a faint light.

"It's still early, Mo Shao doesn't plan to continue sleeping?"

"Give me the clothes." He repeated.

"If you want clothes, okay, take them off yourself." Luo Yan winked at him, revealing a mischievous smile, like a little goblin.

Yemo snorted coldly, pressed her directly on the bed, and began to peel off her shirt......

Damn, this bastard!

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