With a swift, fluid movement, he didn't give her a chance to change her mind.
Before Su Qinglan even realized what was happening, her feet left the floor.
An Mo scooped her up in a flawless princess carry, turned toward the bed, and immediately laid her down onto the soft blankets.
Su Qinglan's eyes went completely round as she looked up at him from the bed. "An Mo... what are you doing?" she stammered.
An Mo only smiled, hovering over her like a golden shadow. "The condition of the game is still valid, Lan Lan. It's valid the entire time," he whispered back.
Su Qinglan shuddered. 'Damn it,' she thought to herself, 'I've really fallen into the clutches of a demon.'
As An Mo looked down at her, his fingers gently tracing her flushed face, Su Qinglan found herself getting completely lost in his gaze again. He leaned down, his lips moving from her cheek to her earlobe, biting it gently.
