Actually, I really want to see it now, but I can't get his phone because I'm trapped by him.

After sleeping with him for a while, he finally woke up, and then I looked at him and said, "Can I watch it now?" ”

"See what?" Before he could react, he answered a phone call in the morning.

I prompted, "You answered the phone in the morning, and the other party said that something was sent to your mailbox."

Hearing my words, he nodded, "You still remember!" ”

"yes, you expect me to forget!" I looked at him and said.

He smiled, then took his phone and opened the mailbox, but before showing it to me, he said, "The photos in it may be a little inappropriate, so can I see them?" ”

I thought he wouldn't let me see it, but he asked me if he could watch it. It seems that it is not appropriate for women to be here.

"You'd better stop reading that!" I said with some caution.

He smiled, "Are you afraid I'll have any thoughts on the photos inside?" ”

I nodded deliberately, but clicked on the email on his phone anyway.

What pops up is, of course, those unsightly photos.

"Is this Su Youyou?" I asked, looking at the photo.

Ling Mo nodded, "Yes, the one who only debuted recently has a good relationship with Yan Siran, and it can also be said that she brought her to fire." ”

"Oh, that woman she called yesterday should be her." Thinking about it.

"Well, but the most important thing is Yan Siran, she has a lot of black history, although she was bought with money, but there are some things she can't hide." Ling Mo said and flipped down.

Sure enough, there is a lot of black history in the past, what used to sit on the stage, the periphery and the like, and even the things that were taken care of when they were students.

Of course, some of them are just talking, and some of them have photos, and then Ling Mo selected some of them, and just sent them directly to the number last night.

I don't know how Yan Siran would react when she saw the photos, but I think she might be worried about the photos coming out.

So it didn't take long for Ling Mo's mobile phone to ring, and when he looked at the phone, it was indeed the number from yesterday.

"Do you think about it?" I asked.

You nodded, then gave me your phone, "You pick it up!" ”

"Why do you want me to take it? What should I say about what you just sent her? I shook my head in refusal.

"If you don't want me to talk to her for too long, or let her compensate me in some way you don't want to, you can take it!" He said with a wicked grin.

I was speechless, took the phone and glared at him, and then he said, "It's better to say you're not to mess with!" ”

I answered the phone after he finished speaking, and then Yan Siran's voice came from there, "Mr. Ling, what do you mean?" ”

"I'm sorry, Miss Yan, my husband is still sleeping." I'll get straight to the point.

"Are you Mrs. Ling?" She asked.

"Hmm!" I replied.

She was silent for a while, "Then you were the one who sent me the photo just now?" ”