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."
