Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)

Chapter 292

Without any preparation, I was thrown on the bed. My whole person was stunned. Before I could wake up, Harrison pressed down and stopped about two centimeters away from me, looking at me with a smile.

His expression made me very uncomfortable, as if he was mocking me. Thinking of this, I immediately put my hands on his chest and asked, "What on earth do you want to do?"

"What else can I do?" Harrison asked.

I bit my lips tightly and glared at him. "Harrison, the cause and effect of this matter is what I said. If you are willing to believe me, you can believe it. If you don't, I won't force you, but don't let me look down on you by doing these things."

But Harrison didn't respond to me, as if he didn't hear me.

No matter how strong he was, two or three of them were no match for him. It was normal.

After all, there was a big difference between men and women since ancient times, but I never wanted him to do whatever he wanted because of this. This was a kind of humiliation for me!

After a thought struggle, I took advantage of his carelessness to turn over and bite his forearm. I thought he would let go if I bit him because of the pain, but I didn't expect that Harrison didn't respond at all, so I increased my strength.

Until there was a smell of blood in his mouth, Harrison didn't let go, but I couldn't bear to let him go. I let go of the place where I bit him and lay back. I asked unwillingly, "What do you want? Why don't you let go of your mouth? Don't you hurt at all?" Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"I just want to see how heartless you are," he said.

At this moment, I was too lazy to say anything more to him. I was still lying on the bed, but I had already turned my head away from him. "At least I am not as cruel as you." His hand gently stroked my face, turning my face around and forcing me to look at him. There was a faint smile on his face. If it weren't for the fact that the back of my hand was pressed down, I would have definitely punched him in the face and made him laugh at me!

I gnashed my teeth and looked at him, believing that my eyes must be fierce at this time, and I wanted to bite him to death. However, the angrier I was, the happier he laughed, so that I had no strength to fight with him.

"Harrison, the kitchen has not been cleaned up yet. Could you please let me clean it up? It will be very difficult to clean up tomorrow. Please forgive me." I changed the subject and said to him with a sweet smile.

I can't see whether this smile is sweet or not, but at least in my perception, it's sweet.

Harrison showed a surprised expression, and then said with a smile, "You don't have to worry about such a small thing. Someone has been managing this house."

"What? There has always been someone here?" This time, I was surprised.

He wanted to laugh but tried to hold back his laughter and explained, "Think about it. How could I have time to clean up if I used to live here? If I didn't ask someone to clean it up, would I wait until dust and garbage piled up?" "But why didn't you tell me? Didn't you see that I spent a whole day cleaning the room when you were on holiday?"

"This is not your habit?" Harrison asked. Then he smiled and said, "You can't blame me. I thought this is your obsession with cleanliness. You like to clean your own house."

I was speechless when I heard his explanation of answering my own questions.

"Who can I blame? I used to think too simply. I didn't realize that he used to live in such a big house, so how could he keep it so clean? What made me even more upset was that when I first moved in, he thought that he must be a good man to be able to tidy up the house!"

"What do you mean by thinking you're smart?

What do you mean by that? You're just talking about me!"

It was useless to say more, but I forced myself to calm down. I gritted my teeth and said to him with a smile, "Since someone has cleaned up, it's better. I don't have to work so hard to clean up the house in the future. I really should thank you."

"If you like to clean up, I can fire the clock," he said.

"There's no need. If I can rest, why do I have to do something for myself?”

"When it comes to my denial, I personally do it in this way. Since I have never thought about cleaning, I should not lick my face and be a cleaner. Why should I suffer if I don't enjoy a good life?"

But why did I still feel uncomfortable in my heart? It seemed that there was a stream of anger in my chest, and I couldn't vent it no matter how hard I tried.

I was in a dilemma. My mind had been wandering outside for a long time. It was Harrison's kiss that pulled me back. I didn't know when he had bowed his head and kissed me, which made me out of breath and almost suffocated me to death!

Harrison got up slightly and looked at me, who was gasping for breath. "Believe me, you must be the only person in the world who can kiss me to death."

"What's wrong with you today? Are you making trouble for me everywhere?" I didn't beat around the bush and said directly.

The smile on his face froze and he looked at me expressionlessly. "What do you think?"

"If it's about Louie, then I've already explained it clearly. Don't hold it back."

Harrison looked at me coldly and said disdainfully, "If I don't let go, what can you do to me?"

I couldn't answer him for a moment. I even suspected that this was not Harrison I knew. He was a fake. After all, in my eyes, he had always been a man of his word, and I had never seen him being capricious.

A man like him shouldn't be willful. He was mature, steady, and reserved. But today, all his knowledge had been overturned, because Harrison was like a rogue at this moment, telling me what you could do to me...

"You, it's Harrison, right?" I looked at him suspiciously.

Harrison frowned and looked at me without saying a word.

With a look of displeasure on his face, I calmly explained, "In my eyes, Harrison will never let go of anything, let alone say what you can do to me, so I'm just a little strange."

Harrison immediately smiled sarcastically. "Then feel it with your body. Am I the Harrison you know?"

Before I could reply, his hand slipped into my clothes like a fish, swimming back and forth in an unbridled manner. He didn't care whether I agreed with his unexpected move at all.

Although my body was resisting, Harrison in front of me was even more excited. It seemed that he didn't take my resistance seriously at all. I was so angry that I opened my mouth and bit his tongue hard. Only when I heard his painful voice did I let go.

He got up slightly and wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand. Then he looked at the back of his hand and looked at me.

"If you hadn't kissed me all of a sudden, I wouldn't have bitten you." I glanced at him and saw the blood on the corner of his mouth.

Harrison smiled indifferently and said to me, "As long as you are willing, even if you eat me, I will not resist."

Her words made me blush. I looked away and said, "I'm not a monster. How can I eat you? Don't talk nonsense."