Hong Jiaxin's limbs were controlled, and she couldn't get free. She couldn't kick him, couldn't hit him, she could only watch and fume with anger.
It wasn't that Luo Yang wanted to make her angry on purpose, instead, he aimed to distract her so she wouldn't always think about her missing parents.
Seeing how sad Hong Jiaxin was also made Luo Yang feel uneasy.
As they made eye contact, seeing his sincere, innocent smile and the occasional wink, she became so irritated that she just wanted to bite him.
"Stop looking at me like that, or I'll pop your eyes out! Go lie on the sofa!" Hong Jiaxin tried to say with a straight face, yet her eyes twinkled with mirth, undermining the seriousness of the moment.
"I don't like lying on the sofa, listen to me, lying too much will make you sick. Let's go out for a walk. Monitor, trust me, you won't regret it," Luo Yang said with a smile.
"What I do is none of your business! Get out," Jiaxin said with mild annoyance.
However, she was under his control and really could not counterattack.
Trying to free her hands was futile, her strength was less than his, no amount of struggling was going to work.
Luo Yang said, "Monitor, don't sleep. When you're feeling uncomfortable, go out and breathe some fresh air, it's good for you."
Not being the one affected, Luo Yang couldn't fully comprehend Hong Jiaxin's sorrow.
"I don't need your concern, let go. I want to be alone for a while, do you hear me?!" Hong Jiaxin said, pouting with her red lips.
When someone is too deeply immersed in sorrow, if no one is there to console them, it could lead to trouble.
Deep down, Luo Yang felt that Hong Jiaxin might do something foolish.
So how could he dare let her stay alone in the room?
For now, all he could do was to try to improve Hong Jiaxin's mood to prevent her from doing something desperate.
Seeing that Luo Yang wouldn't let go, Hong Jiaxin struggled for another while.
"I'm serious. If you don't let me go, I will get mad," she said, irritated.
"Monitor, weren't you already mad? You unleashed your most powerful martial technique, that 'double-foot stamping' move. I was almost defeated by you, but fortunately, I have my dodging skills, which are just a bit better than yours," Luo Yang said half-jokingly.
"I need to go to the bathroom," she said with a smile.
With such a request, Luo Yang had no reason to refuse. He let go of her. However, he saw through the cunning glint in her eyes that she had some mischief up her sleeve.
Indeed, once she got her freedom, she tried to kick Luo Yang again.
Luo Yang dodged it.
"Get out," Hong Jiaxin chided while trying to kick him.
"Monitor, you're the host, and I'm the guest. Shouldn't there be some manners? If you want me to leave, you should ask gently, right?" Luo Yang smacked his lips.
To her surprise, those words left Hong Jiaxin at a loss for words, and she burst into laughter out of sheer frustration.
"Monitor."
He approached her, whispering mysteriously.
"What do you want, calling me 'Monitor' like that!" she glanced at him sideways.
"Monitor, hehe..."
Hearing his intriguing "hehehe," she couldn't take it anymore and lunged at him, flailing with her little fists.
"Hehe what? I'll beat you to death!"
She raised her hands as if to drum on him.
Luo Yang grabbed her hands to stop her.
"Let go! I'm really angry now," she said, trying to elbow him from behind.
"Monitor, promise to go with me, and I'll let go," Luo Yang said with a smile.
"I won't go with you! Let go! You'll realize you're wrong in a bit!" she said breathlessly, pausing between words.
"Monitor, why bother? Wouldn't it be nicer to go out for a stroll? The weather is so nice, why stay in the room?" Luo Yang said with a smile.
She stared at him angrily, wanting to blow up, but she couldn't find it in her to do it.
Seeing Luo Yang's 'I'm not afraid of boiling water' attitude, Hong Jiaxin was caught between laughter and tears.
Her hands couldn't move freely, but she could still move her right palm.
So Hong Jiaxin tried her best to twist Luo Yang's arm, using it as an outlet for her anger.