Zhou Yiyi's heart tightened, her movements momentarily stilled, "Wha-, what's wrong?"
Zhou Mo walked up to her, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest when he cupped her face with his hands, kissing her on the left and then the right cheek.
"Yiyi, happy birthday, be good, go to sleep now."
Zhou Yiyi was quite scared, and even after he pushed her into her room and even closed the door for her, her heart kept thumping wildly.
She finally calmed down, turned around, sat on the bed, and continued to dry her hair when the door opened again and Zhou Yiyi abruptly looked up.
But she saw Zhou Mo, a departure from his usual aloofness, grinning playfully, "Be good, want me to keep you company in bed?"
Zhou Yiyi felt she was being teased, and he was relentlessly tormenting her time and again. Without delay, she threw a pillow at him, "Get out!"
