"Rest," Rong Mochen said.
"Why are you holding me if you want to rest?" Jin Jumo's cheeks blushed slightly.
Rong Mochen turned to look at her, those deep, abyss-like black eyes, like a vortex with strong suction pulling Jin Jumo in, "You rest with me."
Jin Jumo's eyelids trembled, "How can that be?"
"It's fine if I say so." Rong Mochen said, pulling Jin Jumo into the master bedroom and closing the door behind them.
"Stop messing around!" Jin Jumo glanced at the closed door anxiously.
Rong Mochen pressed Jin Jumo's shoulders and made her sit on the bed, leaned down, his slightly hot forehead against hers, his voice hoarse, "Without your consent, I won't do anything to you. How about keeping me company for the night?"
Jin Jumo blushed deeply, "What are you saying, keeping you company... What do you mean? Rong Mochen, stop being unreasonable."
