Lu Chuan's expression stiffened, black lines climbing his face as he wondered what this girl was doing looking for him late at night.
With a sense of resignation, he walked towards the door and opened it.
Han Qingci was wearing only a loose white shirt that barely covered her thighs, with her long, fair legs exposed; it was unclear if she was wearing shorts underneath or nothing at all.
Her hair was damp, a faint fragrance emanated from her body, her cheeks were flushed, revealing a sense of purity laced with desire.
Upon seeing Lu Chuan open the door, she threw herself into his arms and said in a shy voice, "Brother Lu Chuan, Qingci... Qingci will sleep with you tonight."
Lu Chuan's eyes widened as he felt the softness of the girl in his arms, his body tensing up.
"Qing... Qingci, what are you doing?"
Han Qingci looked up at Lu Chuan, her voice soft, "If I sleep with Brother Lu Chuan, will Brother Lu Chuan like me then?"
