Bo Sishen's eyes narrowed, looking at her full of disdain, his voice low and hoarse, "What I did wasn't called tyrannical control, it's called flirting."
After speaking, Bo Sishen extended his long arm and waved at her, "Come here, help me get up."
Mu Shini's face turned pale as she stood by the bed looking at him, "Flirt? Who wants to flirt with a pervert like you! That was clearly you being a rogue!"
"The way you got on the bed last night, now use the same way to get off!"
She was curious to see how a man with paralyzed legs managed to get on the bed.
"Didn't you see in the bathroom that day? Getting on the bed is a simple thing, hardly any effort." Bo Sishen's tone held no displeasure; instead, he emphasized the words 'get on the bed,' adding a hint of amusement.
Mu Shini looked at him in panic, then threw down a sentence, "I'll go get Assistant Tan to help you!"
What if he tries to grope her again under the pretext?
