"What kind of bet?" Han Muxue frowned.
"You're playing dirty with me, aren't you?" Shen Mochen was angered.
Han Muxue covered her ears and acted stubbornly, "What bet, what dirty? I don't understand!"
Shen Mochen pried her hands apart. "A person without credibility can't stand tall, Muxue, it's not good to be like this!"
"Go away, I don't remember anything!" Han Muxue quickly slapped Shen Mochen's hand away and sat back down in her wheelchair, turning to go back to her room. "I'm exhausted, I'm going to rest for a while!"
"Hey, you can't do this; this is like crossing the river and tearing down the bridge..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Mochen was pressed down.
"Hmph, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't stoop to your level. Next time you talk nonsense, I won't be polite!" Han Muxue slowly crouched down and pecked Shen Mochen's lips with a hum. "Be good, don't mess with me, you should also go and rest."
Having said this, Han Muxue left, humming a little tune.
