At that moment, Lu Hechen returned and picked up the panties to help Weilan put them on.
Weilan paused, looking at him.
All she heard him say was, "It's a good thing that phone call came through; otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to stop, just couldn't stop. Put these on; we're not in a rush at this very moment."
Weilan was again startled, looking at Lu Hechen as if she didn't recognize him.
He actually stopped. Her gaze unconsciously drifted toward a certain area of Lu Hechen's body, where it was still poised to strike without the slightest intention of calming down.
Weilan was a bit worried. Could it be that he'll be damaged by the swelling?
He picked up her bra and fastened it for her.
Weilan didn't move, letting Lu Hechen's hands dress her.
By the time he had finished dressing her, he saw that Weilan's gaze was still fixed on his lower abdomen.
