"What are you thinking?" Lu Hechen saw Weilan's flushed face, his eyes shifted, blinked, deep and unusual, "You don't think I want to tumble with you in bed, do you?"
"...." Weilan stopped in her tracks.
"Forty minutes, am I that fast?" he countered, "Only the men's clinic at the hospital has men that fast."
Shen Weilan was on the brink of collapse because of Lu Hechen.
Her eyes widened as she looked at the man before her.
He smiled and walked towards her again.
Weilan instinctively backed away, only wanting to escape the man's imposing presence.
Seeing her attempt to avoid him, Lu Hechen's eyes sparkled, he leaned in, closing the distance to Weilan.
Weilan could only step back further, "You should leave now."
"How can you send me away? I even have to wear a mask when I visit, you think that's easy?" he said with put-on grievance, continuing to close in on Weilan.
Weilan scoffed, "That's your own willing choice, isn't it?"
