Since it was only three months, she seemed to have no reason to refuse.

This time, she just needs to keep her heart...

If he wants this body, just take it...

Thinking about it, Luo Wan's hand hanging by her side seemed to be filled with lead, and she slowly raised it with slow movements.

With trembling fingertips, she reached for the wrinkled Yalan dress on her chest that had been torn by Ye Feimo just now, and slowly took it off.

The clothes just retreated to the chest, revealing the plump and smooth body...

Ye Feimo was suddenly stunned. Seeing her trembling undressing action with a calm expression on her face, he suddenly lost any interest.

"There's no need to take it off. I'm not interested in touching a woman with such a swollen face now. I'll wait until the injury on your face heals!!"

He suppressed the desire and throbbing for her in his heart, said with a cold face, pretending to be disgusted.

After saying that, he suddenly turned over and got off the bed, no longer imprisoning and shackling her body.

Hearing his words, Luo Wan suddenly raised her head.

There was a moment of relaxation on her face, and when she looked up, a tear slipped from her eye.

"You don't want it now?" Luo Wan was confused, and quickly pulled up the dress she had just pulled off, carefully covering her skin, and slowly sat up with her body propped up.

Seeing her relaxed look of relief, Ye Feimo suddenly felt a little annoyed.

Why did he let her go just now? Seeing her looking like she had escaped disaster now, he felt dissatisfied.

Slender legs stepped in front of Luo Wan, and his jade-like fingers gently pinched Luo Wan's chin.

Leng Mei's voice said: "Don't get too happy too early. Get the injury on your face healed quickly. I'm annoyed by it. To be a mistress, you have to look like a mistress. When your face heals,

I won’t let you go again!”

As he spoke, he gently pinched Luo Wan's chin with his fingertips. Her skin was as delicate and soft as before.

Luo Wan bit her lip and did not respond to his words, but the self-mockery in her eyes became even stronger.

Ye Feimo was not annoyed, he knew not to push too hard, she still had some temper.

"Do you have my phone number in China?" He raised his eyebrows and spoke in a deep voice.

Luo Wan shook her head and answered honestly. His phone number disappeared from her address book a year ago, and her phone seemed to be still in the apartment of that playboy Zhang Yu.

He was suddenly dissatisfied, turned around, took out his mobile phone, quickly entered a few numbers and saved them, and then handed his mobile phone to Luo Wan.

"Use mine first..."

Luo Wan took it somewhat hesitantly and looked at the phone to make a call.

This number was placed first in the address book when Ye Feimo entered it. She was stunned and clenched her hands gently.

A year ago, he was the first person on her mobile phone address book, and the words "Ye Feimo" were also written in the same way.

What's even more ridiculous is that a year ago and a year later, he used the same number in China... and it never changed.

She used to know this number by heart, but now it's a little unfamiliar.

Seeing Luo Yuan staring blankly at the phone, Ye Fei's eyes flashed again. He grabbed the sheets and threw them on her, covering her body...

Then he asked Tony to bring the doctor in to treat her injuries.

Looking at her red and swollen face and bruised forehead, Ye Feimo thought of the man who hurt her, called Tony over, and said a few words in a cold voice. Since it was only three months, she

There seems no reason to refuse.

This time, she just needs to keep her heart...

If he wants this body, just take it...

Thinking about it, Luo Wan's hand hanging by her side seemed to be filled with lead, and she slowly raised it with slow movements.

With trembling fingertips, she reached for the wrinkled Yalan dress on her chest that had been torn by Ye Feimo just now, and slowly took it off.

The clothes just retreated to the chest, revealing the plump and smooth body...

Ye Feimo was suddenly stunned. Seeing her trembling undressing action with a calm expression on her face, he suddenly lost any interest.

"There's no need to take it off. I'm not interested in touching a woman with such a swollen face now. I'll wait until the injury on your face heals!!"

He suppressed the desire and throbbing for her in his heart, said with a cold face, pretending to be disgusted.

After saying that, he suddenly turned over and got off the bed, no longer imprisoning and shackling her body.

Hearing his words, Luo Wan suddenly raised her head.

There was a moment of relaxation on her face, and when she looked up, a tear slipped from her eye.

"You don't want it now?" Luo Wan was confused, and quickly pulled up the dress she had just pulled off, carefully covering her skin, and slowly sat up with her body propped up.

Seeing her relaxed look of relief, Ye Feimo suddenly felt a little annoyed.

Why did he let her go just now? Seeing her looking like she had escaped disaster now, he felt dissatisfied.

Slender legs stepped in front of Luo Wan, and his jade-like fingers gently pinched Luo Wan's chin.

Leng Mei's voice said: "Don't get too happy too early. Get the injury on your face healed quickly. I'm annoyed by it. To be a mistress, you have to look like a mistress. When your face heals,

I won’t let you go again!”

As he spoke, he gently pinched Luo Wan's chin with his fingertips. Her skin was as delicate and soft as before.

Luo Wan bit her lip and did not respond to his words, but the self-mockery in her eyes became even stronger.

Ye Feimo was not annoyed, he knew not to push too hard, she still had some temper.

"Do you have my phone number in China?" He raised his eyebrows and spoke in a deep voice.

Luo Wan shook her head and answered honestly. His phone number disappeared from her address book a year ago, and her phone seemed to be still in the apartment of that playboy Zhang Yu.

He was suddenly dissatisfied, turned around, took out his mobile phone, quickly entered a few numbers and saved them, and then handed his mobile phone to Luo Wan.

"Use mine first..."

Luo Wan took it somewhat hesitantly and looked at the phone to make a call.

This number was placed first in the address book when Ye Feimo entered it. She was stunned and clenched her hands gently.

A year ago, he was the first person on her mobile phone address book, and the words "Ye Feimo" were also written in the same way.

What's even more ridiculous is that a year ago and a year later, he used the same number in China... and it never changed.

She used to know this number by heart, but now it's a little unfamiliar.

Seeing Luo Yuan staring blankly at the phone, Ye Fei's eyes flashed again. He grabbed the sheets and threw them on her, covering her body...

Then he asked Tony to bring the doctor in to treat her injuries.
Chapter completed!