Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea) novel 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?"

"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!"