Looking at the tightly shut door, Huo Beichen placed both hands in his trouser pockets and squinted his charming eyes in an arrogant manner. "Tang Mo'er, you should concede your defeat. Lin Shiyu was tormented by Brother Qinglun till she couldn't get down from the bed. Come on, it's time to fulfill your promise."
Promise?
Tang Mo'er turned her head around, a picture of innocence as she tilted her head to look at Huo Beichen with her clear and bright eyes. "What promise?"
"You're playing dumb now?" Huo Beichen growled as he let out a dark aura, bending down and pointing at his own lips. "Kiss me."
They had made a bet last night. If she were to lose, then she would have to kiss Huo Beichen.
Shiyu wasn't able to get down the bed today and so… she lost the bet.
Tang Mo'er looked at Huo Beichen in front of her, pointing at his own lips. She didn't anticipate that he would shamelessly demand a kiss on the lips.
The man was crazy.
