Qiao Ruoxin's lips curved upward as she glanced side ways at the handsome face of the man, "Then how are you going to coax me?"
The man's large hand cradled the back of her head, then he kissed her lips, answering her directly with action.
Qiao Ruoxin's eyes widened in surprise, as she pushed him away instinctively, "What are you doing? Weren't you done with your shenanigans in the bathroom? I don't want this. I'm very tired."
"Let's go back to sleep."
After speaking, the man scooped her up in a princess carry and stood up to leave, walking towards the villa.
"Could you be a bit gentler with that princess carry?" she wrapped her arms around the man's neck, though she was already accustomed to being held.
Mo Chen raised his eyebrows slightly and looked down at her, "Gentle?"
"Yeah, men should be a bit more gentle, a bit more gentlemanly..."
"If I weren't gentle, your bones would have fallen apart long ago."
