"Who am I? Who else are you waiting for a call from?" His voice was leisurely, as if he was about to fall asleep.

However, the moment she answered the phone, her heart tightened.

"Can I still answer your call if I fall asleep? Nervous!" She took another sip of milk and said coldly.

This was the first time the two of them spoke after that night in China.

The emotions of both of them seemed to be perfectly normal.

"What are you eating?" Ye Feimo seemed to hear her soft swallowing sound, and felt an unbearable itch in his heart, so he couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing." She put down the milk in her hand, hugged her cell phone, and hid under the quilt.

"Are you okay? If nothing happens, I'm going to bed..." Luo Wan felt that she really had nothing to say to Ye Feimo.

However, she didn't know how hurtful her cold and indifferent tone was.

Ye Feimo had calculated the time correctly before calling her. As for staying in the hotel for one night and not having to rush back, that was actually what he had ordered Tony to do before.

Knowing that she would definitely not be able to bear the fatigue, he would endure it all night and let her have a good rest.

Otherwise, he would order her to return to Nighthawk non-stop, even if the journey was eight hundred miles away.

Why doesn't she understand other people's thoughts at all?

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"Are you so annoyed?" His voice instantly became colder, filled with a bit of cold air, which made people feel horrified.

He looked so impatient even when talking on the phone... He obviously still wanted to call her and have a calm chat, but couldn't she stop being so irritating?

"Yes, not only am I annoyed, I'm also very tired. I'm exhausted. Can you let me go like this?"

Luo Wan snorted, her voice as cold as a string.

"..."

After saying this, the other side of the phone suddenly became quiet. No Ye Feimo's voice came, only his shallow breathing proved that he was still there.

"Does it still hurt?" After a long time, just when Luo Wan was about to hang up the phone impatiently, a lazy and pitiful voice came softly, with some unnatural tenderness in her tone.

Such a tone made Luo Wan's heart skip a beat, and the deepest strings in her heart seemed to be gently stirred.

She was familiar with this tone, too familiar. A year ago, when Ye Feimo talked to her, he always spoke in such a gentle tone, like a clear pool of autumn water, which made her drown in the water with hatred.

Countless times, Luo Wan would feel happy and sweet just by listening to his tone.

When he spoke to her in such a tone again, she would only find it ironic... Ye Feimo felt that she would still be lost in that kind of tenderness.

"Does it hurt?" She raised her eyebrows and replied coldly, unmoved.

"Does your body still hurt? Does your lower body still hurt?" Ye Feimo hesitated for a moment, then said softly.

She said she was exhausted. Could it be that she still hurts down there?

That night, he rushed in with anger, without waiting for her to be ready.

Such dryness and tightness made Ye Feimo feel comfortable and wanted to sigh and tremble, but... she should be in pain.

He still clearly remembered that when he broke through the barrier, her whole body was so painful that she almost shrank into a ball.
Chapter completed!