Seeing that Lu Hechen stopped talking, Weilan smiled, a face full of radiant joy, gazing at him, his physique was truly impressive.
His muscles were sculpted, his pecs well-developed but not excessively so, very firm, sexy, especially his neck which had beautiful, powerful lines, and his Adam's apple rolled with a sexy curve.
Weilan suddenly stepped forward, her hands hooked around his neck, her toes tiptoed, drawing closer to his lips.
She stopped about two centimeters away from his lips, her breath fragrant, "Are we still taking a shower or not?"
She tugged at her lips, embarrassedly smiling, "Hmm?"
He stared into her eyes, picked her up, and walked toward the shower.
The shower turned on, and the warm water cascaded down, falling on both of their bodies.
Weilan tilted her head back to rinse her hair.
Weilan lazily leaned on the bed, already utterly exhausted.
After drying her hair, Lu Hechen turned off the light, hugged Weilan, and didn't go any further.
