"…"
Her cries caused Lu Zhanbei to develop a throbbing headache. If looks could kill, Lin Wanwan would have died a thousand times over.
He signaled with his eye for the female servant to leave. He walked up in big strides and stared down at the crying girl seated on the bed. He asked with a tolerant look, "What exactly do you want?"
Lin Wanwan let out an evil smile and patted at the space next to her.
"Come, let's sleep together."
And she just said to shower together with him.
She was indeed delirious from the fever.
"Sleep?"
"Yes, yes…"
Lu Zhanbei squinted his eyes dangerously. "Ok. You better not regret it."
Lu Zhanbei unbuttoned his shirt roughly, as if it was on fire, and gradually revealed a firm chest.
Lin Wanwan held her gaze on those beautiful muscled lines. She could not help but reach out, trying to touch the Apollo's belt, which would have felt good in her hands.
"Hey!"
