"You're still denying it! Wasn't it just because I misunderstood you last time that you have to act like this? Throwing a temper tantrum for a day or two should have been enough. Don't go too far,"
Mo Ran sneered inwardly. A misunderstanding? He thought a simple "misunderstanding" would erase everything?
The pain in her heart was something he could never truly understand.
"I really haven't been throwing a tantrum," she blinked, her tone calm, "If you don't believe me, then forget it."
Suddenly, her arm was grasped, and Gu Yixuan pulled her up. He looked into her eyes, stared at her, and said, "If you're not in a temper, then please me, prove it to me!"
Mo Ran's eyes flickered, "Why should I please you?"
"You won't please me? Then how about I please you?" A sinister smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.
Mo Ran frowned, worried about what he might do.
"Are you not bored, I'm not interested," she shrugged off his hand and tried to lie back down on the bed.