"Keep lying and see if I don't hit you." He held her close, whispering into her ear with a hint of seduction.
Qiao Mo dodged a bit, pouting slightly, "You're heartless."
He gently curled his lips, his fingers lightly resting on her swollen eyes as he asked again, "Why were you crying?"
Qiao Mo swatted his hand away, muttering to herself, this is so annoying... why keep asking...
His gaze stayed on her small face, taking note of her little actions but not planning to let her off the hook.
Qiao Mo had no choice but to respond seriously, "Hmm... because when I thought of you leaving, I got so excited, just thinking about regaining my freedom... I couldn't control my excitement..."
"Say that again." His face instantly darkened, with a hint of frost.
Qiao Mo shrank her neck, looking at him innocently, "You asked me to say it..."
"Have I not disciplined you in the past few days, huh?" His eyebrows were nearly standing on end with anger.
Damn woman!
So she cried out of excitement?
