Zhou Mo's face turned crimson as she kicked and struggled. "Put me down!"
"Not possible," Han Chen firmly refused.
Anger flashed in Zhou Mo's beautiful eyes. "What do you want?"
Han Chen smiled mischievously, his eyes glinting with cunning. He leaned close to Zhou Mo's ear and whispered, "Get on the bed."
The alarm bells rang loudly in Zhou Mo's head. "No! Let go of me!"
She refused.
"Behave yourself, or you might fall and hurt yourself," Han Chen threatened.
"..." Zhou Mo instantly became obedient.
Han Chen kicked open the bedroom door and placed Zhou Mo on the bed. As soon as Zhou Mo touched the bed, she immediately moved to one side, keeping a distance from Han Chen, afraid of being caught again.
"Lie down for a while and rest. I'll send you back later," Han Chen chuckled, standing beside the bed without any intention of dragging her back.
"Didn't you say..." Zhou Mo hesitated to say the words "get on the bed."