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Luo Yan knew that this slap was not impulsive, it was something she had wanted to give him a long time ago.

She slowly withdrew her hand that was hanging in the air, but before her hand was completely put down, she was grabbed by Ye Mo and clenched, his strength increased uncontrollably, Luo Yan felt that her bones were about to shatter, she closed her eyes in pain, but her face was still flat, like a lake without waves.

"What was wrong with me?" He asked in a low voice, and there was still a bit of grievance in his tone.

Luo Yan sneered, opened his eyes, and said unhurriedly: "Don't you have a little count in your own heart?" ”

"Since you know it in your heart, then tell me."

“……”

Luo Yan didn't want to talk to him, because when she mentioned those things, she was angry in her heart, and she didn't want to block herself, but if she didn't say it, it seemed to be even more blocked......

She frowned slightly, and when Yemo was defenseless, she withdrew her hand, she looked up at the man's gloomy face that seemed to be able to freeze, and smiled indifferently.

"I'm having itchy hands, okay?"

"What?"

What did he ask seriously? Luo Yan looked at his innocent face, and he didn't know whether to laugh or be angry.

She still grimaced, "I have itchy hands, so I gave you a slap, weird?" ”

“……”

Sounds vexatious.

But if that's the case, Yemo still thinks that it doesn't matter if this slap is taken, women, always have a little temper, when she plays with her temper, men coax it, just get used to it.

This is a 'rule of favoring wives' that Yemo learned from Tang Jingyun.

He raised his hand, touched the half of his face that was red by Luo Yan, was stunned for a few seconds, then lowered his gaze, and asked lazily: "Is it still itchy?" ”

"Huh?"

"If your hands are still itchy, keep fighting."

Luo Yan: "......! ”

When did this guy's temper become so good, so enduring, so enduring, and able to stand her unreasonable trouble?

Yemo's good attitude made Luo Yan embarrassed to continue to find fault, in fact, both of them are the same character, if they are both willing to take a step back, peaceful communication is still no problem.

Luo Yan stood a little tired, brushed the night ink without saying a word, sat down on the sofa, and glanced at his room casually out of the corner of her eye.

Although in her heart, she didn't regard herself as his Zhenggong Niangniang, but the behavior she revealed at the moment was indeed as if Zhenggong Niangniang was on patrol.

Fortunately, his room was very clean, and there was no trace of a woman, so she got up again and went to his bedroom to take a look, and found that the contraception provided by the hotel was still unopened.

She just wanted to say something, but suddenly, there was a heat in her back, and the man's body pressed against her from behind, and he deliberately made it bad and rubbed it ambiguously.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm hard."

"What?"

In fact, Yemo was purely deliberately teasing her, and he learned her vexatious tone: "I'm hard underneath, so, I want to sleep with you now, it's weird?" ”

Only then did Luo Yan know that he had been tricked.

She pushed him away angrily: "Don't touch me, you know that you are in heat, can you still have a face?" ”

Face?

If he wants to make a face, it is estimated that he will not be able to sleep with her in his life.

Yemo didn't refute anything, he followed Luo Yan's intentions and coaxed her like a queen's mother.

"Okay, I won't touch you." He 'obediently' let go.

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