"mmm ... mu yichen, give me back my phone ..."
on the hotel's large bed, luo chenxi grabbed the blanket on the bed with one hand to cover her chest while she stretched out her other arm in an attempt to snatch her phone back from mu yichen's hands.
however, mu yichen raised his hand a little higher so that it was out of her reach.
he quickly replied to sheng xiao's message and blacklisted him. then, he threw his phone on the sofa.
the entire set of movements was as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water, without any pause.
he returned to the bed immediately after he was done. he grabbed luo chenxi's wrist with one hand and pressed her soft, graceful, and delicate body down.
" alright, stupid woman. no one's bothering us now. we should settle our scores ... "
"what ... what do you mean by 'settle the score'? mu yichen, you ... you let go of me! shouldn't i be the one to settle the score with you? when did you ... wuwu!"