Lu Hechen was startled when Weilan frowned, gasped, and stiffened, not moving at all.
"Weilan?" Lu Hechen called cautiously.
The situation now was as follows: Weilan was pressed close to him, with her body underneath his, and the hot water bottle on her belly was already warm. Added to that was the baking heat from Lu Hechen's body and their temples rubbing together, making it feel hotter and harder to control. A strong desire seemed to take hold in her lower abdomen, followed by a surge of heat running wild.
Lu Hechen slightly lifted his body, and Weilan felt increasingly uncomfortable. Her lower abdomen hurt a little, and the heat grew more intense.
Weilan suddenly pushed him away and exclaimed urgently, "I can't take it, I need to go to the bathroom."
"What's the matter exactly?"
"A flood." Weilan dropped two words and walked towards the inside.
