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Yemo asked someone who even he thought was stupid, but ...... He really couldn't figure it out.

"Why are you hugging me?"

How deep Luo Yan's hatred is for him, he doesn't know, in the blink of an eye, she throws herself into his arms, can he not be surprised?

Luo Yan was stunned by his question.

yes, why did she suddenly go crazy and hug him?

Her fingertips twitched slightly, then withdrew her hand.

She knew that her actions were abrupt, and coughed lightly, deliberately hiding her embarrassment.

"I just wanted to hug you, what's wrong? Don't give a hug? Luo Yan picked the corners of his stiff mouth and said with a smile.

"That's not it, you can do whatever you want, even if you let me strip naked now, lie on the bed and ravage you, I have to satisfy you, don't I?" The man's eyes seemed to be smiling.

Luo Yan snorted, "Who wants to ravage you." ”

said that she was like a perverted reincarnation.

There are occasional small quarrels between the two, but the atmosphere is never more harmonious.

"Do you have any potions for wounds?" Luo Yan's eyes looked around the room, and Yemo didn't know what she was going to do, so she just raised her hand and pointed casually at the table.

Seeing this, Luo Yan immediately walked to the edge of the table, picked up the bottle of potion, and she twisted the cap of the bottle again and again, while walking in the direction of Yemo.

"On the couch." She motioned to Night Ink.

Yemo is obedient to her at the moment, whatever she says, that's what it is.

Luo Yan bent over with great effort to clean his wounds, acting cautiously and carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting him.

Yemo is called a flattered person, and the heart is satisfied, don't want it.

After cleaning the wound, applying medicine to him, and taking a piece of clean gauze to bandage him, Luo Yan did everything skillfully and carefully.

After doing this, she supported her waist with one hand and straightened up with difficulty.

After all, it is a person who is more than five months pregnant, and he feels tired when he moves his body casually, and sometimes Luo Yan can't wait to lie in bed all day long, I really don't know if he is crazy, and he is not afraid of the fatigue of the boat and car, and he rushed to the UK all the way.

Seeing Luo Yan's tired appearance, Yemo was also distressed.

He patted his thigh at her, and his tone was like a child's indulgence, gentle: "Come, I'll hug you." ”

When Luo Yan heard these meaty words, he instantly got goosebumps.

This is not the way she gets along with Yemo, Luo Yan is not used to it.

"No need." She muttered, and then went to his bedroom and lay down on his bed.

Yemo also took advantage of the situation to lie down, and in broad daylight, the two of them were tired of being crooked on the same bed.

"Don't ...... your hands and feet"

"Don't kiss me......"

"Yemo, don't touch me!"

“……”

He was like a child who suddenly got his favorite toy, and he was full of joy.

But Luo Yan was so angry, but he didn't dare to struggle hard, for fear of accidentally pulling his wound again, but the guy regarded her forbearance as his capital to gain an inch.

"I still feel like I'm dreaming, and I don't even dare to close my eyes." He murmured in her ear, the warmth of a feather tickling through it......

atmosphere, falling into stagnation.

Suddenly, Luo Yan pursed his lips, raised one of his arms, took a bite, and bit down hard, and a circle of red tooth marks was clearly imprinted on his sturdy forearm.

"Does it hurt?" She asked.

"Hmm."

"Then you should know that you're not dreaming."

Night Ink: "......"

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