NO ONE MESSES WITH HAN LUO
"Wear this. You cannot go out wearing a simple sweater." Mo Yuan gave her the jacket that was hung on the hanger and helped her wear it.
"It's not that cold." Han Luo whined. She refused to wear it. She was right about that. Inside the hotel, the heater was on. It was warm inside.
"It was snowing last night," Mo Yuan wouldn't take 'no' for an answer.
Han Luo kept whining and argued back, "We have a heater inside the hotel. And, it's not even snowing now. It doesn't matter if it was snowing yesterday." She tried to make a point.
Mo Yuan looked at her through the mirror and pinching her cheeks he solemnly threatened her, "If you don't listen to me, I won't let you eat ice cream after the competition is over."
"Buhuhu… big brother Yun is bullying me again." Han Luo pretended to cry.
"What am I going to do with you?" Mo Yuan shook his head helplessly.