"If Luoluo doesn't want to talk about it, then I'm afraid I'll just have to lock you to the bed, to prevent you from getting up to any more mischief. Though I suppose a lock wouldn't hold you, I simply won't give you any clothes to wear, so you can forget about going anywhere."
Meanwhile, our Meng Luoluo kept stroking He Manting's soft flesh, burying her face against her chest, not daring to lift her head.
"Is Luoluo trying to hint at something to me, or..."
Chapter 321