Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Luo Anning flew into a rage and began wiggling and struggling in a bid to move away. “You bastard, let go of me. Hurry and get off of me!”
“Why should I listen to you? If I let you go just because you told me to, wouldn’t I be losing my pride and dignity?” Rong Yan retorted calmly while smiling like a demon.
Luo Anning stopped struggling since he was obviously bent on holding her down. She had no choice but to change her tone. “Young Master Rong, it’s getting late. Will you please get off me? I need to rest, I don’t have time for nonsense with you.”
“Do you really think I want to be involved in this nonsense with you?” Rong Yan questioned coldly.
Luo Anning was speechless.
Aren’t you doing just that?
“Go to the couch and I’ll let you off.”
Luo Anning gritted her teeth angrily and exclaimed, “Impossible!”
Rong Yan smiled shamelessly and said, “Since we can’t come to a consensus, I’ll have to resort to special means.”
“What are you trying to do?”
“Nothing much, I’m just going to tie you up and move you to the couch.”
Despicable! Shameless!
Luo Anning cursed him in her head, even though she still looked rather helpless on the surface. “Fine, I’ll go to the couch. Let me go.”
Rong Yan stared at her for a long while and shook his head. “I gave you a chance just now. You were the one who wanted to give it up. I can’t trust you at all.”
So he is going to tie me up, right?
What a despicable and shameless scumbag!
Rong Yan pressed her down and pulled her away from the bed, leaving her with no choice but to get down. She watched as he retrieved a few ties from the cabinet and she suddenly got an idea to struggle and break free.
Rong Yan turned around again to press her down. In a fluid motion, Luo Anning snatched the tie in a bid to tie him instead.
The agile and nimble Rong Yan hurriedly shunned Luo Anning who then clenched her fist tightly and punched him.
Rong Yan squinted and cocked his head towards the side while grabbing her wrist. Luo Anning then tried to attack him with her other wrist. Almost running out of patience, Rong Yan threw her onto the bed.
“Are you done playing? If you’re not, I don’t mind continuing,” Rong Yan said before pinning her down with a tinge of anger in his voice.
Luo Anning finally realized that her combat skills were useless when she faced him.
Staring at his sullen expression, she suddenly thought of another idea. She began laughing coquettishly and said meekly, “Hubby, I’ve had enough. I’m really tired now. Let’s go to bed.”
Luo Anning then draped her arms around his neck and rubbed her head against his neck like a meek kitten.
Rong Yan’s body stiffened and looked down at her head full of black hair. Luo Anning then continued to tease him further by sticking her tender hand into his robe and caressing him.
The smooth sensation and texture of his toned muscles made her feel rather astonished. She initially wanted to prank him into going to the couch to sleep. To her surprise, she got addicted to doing it.
“Luo Anning, are you courting death!?!” Rong Yan barked menacingly while grabbing her hand.